The flowers have wilted, such as the sun is gone, only tears pour upon my farm. I wish to call once more the lovely tune, but merely its winter and not June
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
The flowers have wilted, such as the sun is gone, only tears pour upon my farm. I wish to call once more the lovely tune, but merely its winter and not June
