Un echilibru fragil
de un om foarte copil.
ma gandesc la green peace
si ma pun le scris.
listen to wind hurling in
slamming the door from its pins.
snow is the breeze stealing
the warmth from your ceiling.
de un om foarte copil.
ma gandesc la green peace
si ma pun le scris.
listen to wind hurling in
slamming the door from its pins.
snow is the breeze stealing
the warmth from your ceiling.
No comments:
Post a Comment