Eternal Beauty Of The Trees
The pretended smile of the lewdness that he lives on me
No longer in case alone he makes alike
Upon never to smile of the trees...
Dawn: he falls to your feet a tear out of every star...
The night: he falls to your feet the unhappiness and the no love...
The great problem to breathe
He is to want the impossible
Making possible only
Another sigh that he propagates you to lashes the pain
The pretended smile of the lewdness that he lives on me
No longer in case alone he makes alike
Upon never to smile of the trees...
Dawn: he falls to your feet a tear out of every star...
The night: he falls to your feet the unhappiness and the no love...
The great problem to breathe
He is to want the impossible
Making possible only
Another sigh that he propagates you to lashes the pain
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