Seriously Fatma, im not making fun of you or else, I would love to meet a woman, just like you my friend. Youre the actor of my fairy tales, and that means that I really like you. Heres a song for you my lady... I cannot go anymore to the marshes where the gatekeeper smiles at the poisons that hes made for my heart belongs to the one on the mountain where the doves build their nests in the sun-ripened glade for I am the mercury - light of the morning looking for shelter in this thunder and this rain and you like some windmill weave light where its storming your love like a potion for the hunger and the pain Let it rain I have been bought, I have been sold in the city Ive dined with the demons and I drank of their fear but you, you have known and waited in silence come cradle my heart in a homecoming tear and we are the mercury - light of the morning looking for shelter in this thunder and this rain and he like some windmill weaves light where its storming his love like a potion for the hunger and the pain let it rain - let it rain let it rain on the mountain let it rain...
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 07:20:53 +0000
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