Photographies. Suivant l'humeur du moment.
23 Octobre 2014
My Lady d'Arbanville
Why do you grieve me so
But your heart seems so silent
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low
I loved you my lady
Though in your grave you lie
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die
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