domingo, 26 de fevereiro de 2012

In the mountains

End it up,
Then we can go

To the countryside
or so

Play with dogs
Live in Glasgow

We can live
in the mountains

We can watch it
when it rains

You can sleep
and rest your soul.

We can go
to a chalet

We can have
someone to care

Live like elves,
Don't worry, dear

Happiness,
and no more fear.

-

hold me,
sniff me,

DON'T LET ME GO.

The wind just hangs your hairs they float they burn like gold.



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