fitful day in winter charging toward the Ides of May The climate now is cling to splinters We hold hands while we work and play and hope tomorrow is a
Always been like a hummingbird and I can't sit still Listen up, lover listen up, I never will Wings move faster than the human eye And if you could see
Traduzione: Weepies, il. Domani speranza.
day in winter charging toward the Ides of May The climate now is cling to splinters We hold hands while we work and play and hope tomorrow is a sunny
