The delicate songs of swallows When I’m thinking of your pure face Sun rays touch my pale skin Birds oh birds are singing They’re singing on the branches of green trees I’m hearing a familiar song Oh yeah that’s your angelic song I just want a quick glance A quick glance of your black eyes I swear to remain in your dreams All of my moments belong to you Your shiny eyes are like stars shining at night Donde estas me amor Sai stai qui con me nella mia vita Just a painting of your eyes are enough Let me paint you with color of kindness in my heart My heart is beating steadily
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 6:16 PM UTC
The delicate songs of swallows When I’m thinking of your pure face Sun rays touch my pale skin Birds oh birds are singing They’re singing on the branches of green trees I’m hearing a familiar song Oh yeah that’s your angelic song I just want a quick glance A quick glance of your black eyes I swear to remain in your dreams All of my moments belong to you Your shiny eyes are like stars shining at night Donde estas me amor Sai stai qui con me nella mia vita Just a painting of your eyes are enough Let me paint you with color of kindness in my heart My heart is beating steadily
To my lovely mom with her sacrifices and sleepless nights that she had for me
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