I listen a strange song -that came from Hong Kong.
it had a very catchy tune
and i looked at the moon
and the moon look and me and sow:
" dont worry my friend "
every song, every dream
i take from the hearts
and put there a lock
they will stay here,
when nothing or noone can touch there,
like a precious done from your soul,
from your little world
it had a very catchy tune
and i looked at the moon
and the moon look and me and sow:
" dont worry my friend "
every song, every dream
i take from the hearts
and put there a lock
they will stay here,
when nothing or noone can touch there,
like a precious done from your soul,
from your little world
Kharon & Marco Vasselli
#1 by Mon Coeur Poetique on 13 novembre 2008 - 10:59 PM
Ohi ohi… la mia grande pecca… l’inglese!
La tradurrò.
Un abbraccio Marco e Kharon
Carmen B.