Oh beautiful moon witness of love, not well judge of the risky sailing enthusiasts ... Companion of the desolate in your shadow that raise their hands to you demanding a love that could not be Or a love that never was ... And under your veil is relieved not to be seen its true essence. The sweet agony of the night songs are heard Hearts others crying about singing ... and these are the demands of men. Good night
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 18:20:40 +0000
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