https://youtube/watch?v=NcNHPuiEhlg This is the true story of Marinella that slipped into the river in spring but the wind that saw her so beautiful the river carried her over to a star. Lonely without the memory of a pain you lived without the dream of a love but a king without a crown and unescorted knocked three times one day to your door. White as the moons hat red like love his cloak you followed him without a reason as a young boy following a kite. And the sun was out and you had beautiful eyes he kissed your lips and your hair there was a moon and your eyes were tired he laid his hand on your waist There were kisses and there were smiles then there were only cornflowers they saw through the eyes of the stars quiver in the wind and kiss your skin ... They also say that while returning somehow you slid into the river and he didnt want to believe that you died and for a century knocked at your door. This is your song Marinella that you flew to heaven on a star and like all beautiful things you lived only one day, like the roses and like all beautiful things you lived just a day like the roses.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Dec 2014 09:55:44 +0000