and the heart will cover with you...
...I was seeking what could forget
easterly wind, that flew by -
here, the child's far dreams,
and drawings... I have not noticed them...
I will come in a lonely park,
where mist is rustling with leaves -
I will breath your name like a steam
and the heart will cover with you...
easterly wind, that flew by -
here, the child's far dreams,
and drawings... I have not noticed them...
I will come in a lonely park,
where mist is rustling with leaves -
I will breath your name like a steam
and the heart will cover with you...
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