sábado, 24 de março de 2012
My heart can fly and touch the sky of your thoughts more insane, because I love you my angel ... and is now too dark to see the sky!
I am an angel between the divine and the profane!!!
I am just an angel between the divine and the profane, and there is nothing wrong with that ... The sky is very dark now and I can not see your baby smile ... But if you're somewhere, I know I can listen to the slow beats of my poor heart ... I waited for you on that cold night of July ... And the icy wind sulina left my heart in pieces made of ice cubes ...