The memory in the window, the swaying greenery-- That last summer, already lost --A single tear moves the heart, small lips and soft whispers-- This world is beautiful --Sweet aroma, soft warmth, guarding you gently as you sleep with your innocent
The memory in the window, the swaying greenery-- That last summer, already lost --A single tear moves the heart, small lips and soft whispers-- This world is beautiful --Sweet aroma, soft warmth, guarding you gently as you sleep with your innocent