makes you happy Blind to passion of illusion Forever dying on the last Hours of dream Our god lost to ethereal visions The poison of deep The deepest sorrow I
I think I have lost my way like ruin my soul throwing away into a city not mine non yours Do you remember? ...And I was running every spring around the
ترجمه: در من خار دراز. معما.
ترجمه: در من خار دراز. بازگشت به که انیگما.
