The daywhen youparted waysI felt like a tree,a numb, lifeless tree,touched by the autumn,with all my leaves fallingand the sullen winds blewwere they our memories?whichslowlystoleall myleavesand leftme dead - August
The daywhen youparted waysI felt like a tree,a numb, lifeless tree,touched by the autumn,with all my leaves fallingand the sullen winds blewwere they our memories?whichslowlystoleall myleavesand leftme dead
- August