spring From the Same source I have not taken My sorrows; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then ---
feel the blood under my skin Like so many times before This journey got the best of me And I am sorry I couldn't wait anymore The burden is mine... alone
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Tulkojums: Green Carnation. Tikai.