Give me the bread that envelope in your desk,
I give my left WINE IN WHICH YOU Jarre
IF YOU ARE COMING FROM YOUR HANDS as white,
I think crumbs
If one day Tired of kisses,
YOUR STEPS TO BRING YOU MY HOME
I know I UNDERSTAND YOUR SILENCE, AND HOPE YOUR MORNING crumbs
IS THAT NOT UNDERSTAND THE WORLD OF LOVE,
NOT UNDERSTAND THE WORLD OF NOTHING
THE WORLD IS A POOR poem
RECITE ONLY TO THE SOUL
lovers LIKE THAT SONG,
Pain just like SONATA
ALL FLEET IN THE AIR
SON OF POEMS AND soul
And my soul does not understand VERSOS
SOLD If you want to buy,
my soul believed verses,
WERE prelude soul
THE WORLD IS ...............
SLEEPING I had two dreams,
Dreaming I speak, loudly
AND MY VOICE
Was lost between night
AND MY DREAMS died alb
MADE MY DREAMS AND OLDER,
FORGET THE NIGHT MY WORDS
And my room
PAINTED IN BLACK,
MOURN soul of my poem
IS THAT THE WORLD .................
6/13/2009 7:41 AMsuscribe to My channel - th3dilwalebolyw0od .. tnhkas friend
Give me the bread that envelope in your desk,
I give my left WINE IN WHICH YOU Jarre
IF YOU ARE COMING FROM YOUR HANDS as white,
I think crumbs
If one day Tired of kisses,
YOUR STEPS TO BRING YOU MY HOME
I know I UNDERSTAND YOUR SILENCE, AND HOPE YOUR MORNING crumbs
IS THAT NOT UNDERSTAND THE WORLD OF LOVE,
NOT UNDERSTAND THE WORLD OF NOTHING
THE WORLD IS A POOR poem
RECITE ONLY TO THE SOUL
lovers LIKE THAT SONG,
Pain just like SONATA
ALL FLEET IN THE AIR
SON OF POEMS AND soul
And my soul does not understand VERSOS
SOLD If you want to buy,
my soul believed verses,
WERE prelude soul
THE WORLD IS ...............
SLEEPING I had two dreams,
Dreaming I speak, loudly
AND MY VOICE
Was lost between night
AND MY DREAMS died alb
MADE MY DREAMS AND OLDER,
FORGET THE NIGHT MY WORDS
And my room
PAINTED IN BLACK,
MOURN soul of my poem
IS THAT THE WORLD .................