(...)
E 'winter which is already away from us
So how do you explain this cursed nostalgia?
shaking like a leaf and then falling to the carpet
summer I die a little '
waited until the illusion of summer that I do not know ... When you come and when
hand, if
again?
E '
's time to leave space
Who says that space and time
Since I do not ever.
So how do you explain this cursed nostalgia?
shaking like a leaf and then falling to the carpet
summer I die a little '
waited until the illusion of summer that I do not know ... When you come and when
hand, if
again?
E '
's time to leave space
Who says that space and time
Since I do not ever.
"Like Leaves" by Malika Ayane