Daaaa!
8.7.12
O melodie perfecta pt noctambulismul meu.Versurile sunt mult mai pasnice decat sunetul, pe sistemul "Sfortza e in noi"
Mother tongue speaks to me
In the strongest way Ive ever seen
I know that she sees in me
Her proudest child, her purest breed
She speaks to me in colours
That I cant really understand
I only know that they are ours
And to those Ill proudly bend
For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world
To kneel before the power within.
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