I love my chest to my chest Venuss eyes How beautiful he looks at the heavens to my ear from the sadness of the bouquets in this sadness of the space The sound of the heart the heart of the heart the grief of my heart. Lack of Venuss Eye How beautiful he looks at the heavens to my ear from the sadness of the bunches in this sunset The sound of the heart The heart of the heart the gorge of my heart is saddened to my chest
