makes you happy Blind to passion of illusion Forever dying on the last Hours of dream Our god lost to ethereal visions The poison of deep The deepest sorrow I
I think I have lost my way like ruin my soul throwing away into a city not mine non yours Do you remember? ...And I was running every spring around the
Перевод: На I Lay Thorns. Загадка.
Перевод: На I Lay Thorns. Вернуться к этому Enigma.