We are one
Your eyes,
Mood that was low will rise.
My hand,
Your hand,
And nothing can't destroy our land.
My breath,
Your breath,
And we forgot what is the death.
My lips,
Your lips,
And everything around us is myth.
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Sincerely, Aleksey)))
Алексей Крупяник 27.08.2013 20:09 Заявить о нарушении