Έρωτες με την πρώτη αυτιά νο 2363...And then silence...Pale clouds betrothed the dawn...Black rain fell...The birds wore masks...The haunting stain of her woe...Had burned itself into the oak...Night had gone...Bereaved, I was torn for her...One last time I witnessed her beauty in the distance...The arms of the trees tore at her morbid gown swaying in the loathsome winter breeze ...She faded before my eyes ...Since that day a thousand veiled birds have taken flight...And the melancholy rain still pours forever on...KMaer dú... https://youtube/watch?v=1Pn_l0bdqEk
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 23:22:10 +0000
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