04-24-2011, 10:53 PM
What you sing, a wind,
In my an empty heart?
Whose voice laughs and cries
Inside your invisible streams?
Keep silence.
I know an answer.
A taste of wormwood honey
On my lips ...
The taste of betrayed love.
In my an empty heart?
Whose voice laughs and cries
Inside your invisible streams?
Keep silence.
I know an answer.
A taste of wormwood honey
On my lips ...
The taste of betrayed love.

