A little grain of sand Which was a poor dreamer Looking at the sky saw a star And imagined things of love
Years passed, many years She at the sky, he in the sea They say that never the poor one Could meet with her
If there was or was not Something between the two of them Nobody could say by now What there is of truth Is that later, long after The sea star appeared.
Ostatnio zatwierdzony albo edytowany przez lilian canale - 1 Kwiecień 2008 01:40