Your eys uncover sadness in a corner,
White rose smels like kiss from lips to lips,
Sharp goose bumps disappeared,
Warmer,warmer arising all from head to fingertips.
My inner space split up, don`t know how
To make it whole,Lord,have mercy me,
And help me rich your mainly purpous goal,
While soul humbly weeping -Se la vi.
White rose smels like kiss from lips to lips,
Sharp goose bumps disappeared,
Warmer,warmer arising all from head to fingertips.
My inner space split up, don`t know how
To make it whole,Lord,have mercy me,
And help me rich your mainly purpous goal,
While soul humbly weeping -Se la vi.
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