is that things do not arrive on time and fate seems strange . It hardens your voice my eyes and your heart keep dark portraits. I know that these hours cursing and that there dreams that never came, and when you're hiding in your shadows thoughts in the days always dreamed. Mirame dreams of a World of course! Crying in my your pain, I'll stay by your side . It costs more if you're a dreamer cost more if I am a dreamer. (Miramar, 2004)
0 comments:
Post a Comment