We are waiting, your change of season
your vision of rain
Maybe your new confusion
not be me who can descifrarte
.
Your child costume,
hide your mission then you discover
storm of passion,
Maybe today, who will I
can descifrarte.
back to being my dream, my sweet siren
back to being CHRasolo spend hours without being able to kiss you
back to being the universe suddenly.
I do not think you can know what it feels
hood down
the fitful light of the background in your area
where everything turns and then slowly ...
back to being my dream, my sweet siren
back to being the sun that burns the stars, sunflowers
spend hours without being able to kiss
back to being the universe suddenly.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Signs Of Hiv More Condition_symptoms Calculus
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