Somewhere,under my skin
I wear your memory
like an orange wich ripens
and when you could do against your heart
I wouldn't wear mill stone
of your love!
Somewhere under my coat
wears one blue sky
which know cloudes
And when you are on the half of the way
It becomes harder
to begin,alone like this.
Good Day,here I welcome to people
who bring news about you
Good day,real fields are rising
and you aren't here to wish me:
Good day,good day.
Good day,good day.
Somewhere under my coat
wears one blue sky
which know cloudes
And when you are on the half of the way
It becomes harder
to begin,alone like this.