When i remember your love ,
I weep,and when i hear people talking of you,
Something in my chest where there is nothing much happiness grave ,
Now move on as you moved in sleep.
Anglesa
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 2:13 AM UTC
When i remember your love ,
I weep,and when i hear people talking of you,
Something in my chest where there is nothing much happiness grave ,
Now move on as you moved in sleep.
Anglesa