I want to hear your songs every night beautiful moon that always has looked at me from the skies only you have the magic light that gives me happiness one day there was sadness and pain in my thoughts today I no longer love you much Iua magica felt inside of me for having spent my verses but I'm still happy
I want to hear your songs every night beautiful moon that always has looked at me from the skies only you have the magic light that gives me happiness one day there was sadness and pain in my thoughts today I no longer love you much Iua magica felt inside of me for having spent my verses but I'm still happy
Can I sing my songs again?
I have to always write my dreams in the clouds I always have to color the flowers of my woods and gardens My verses will always write them in the clouds and I will never erase them from me and I will never erase them from me