Heart
The first heart is somewhere in Lisbon, in a long silk yellow dress, barefoot in some hidden street on the sidewalk In your embrace I hear the sounds of fado Intoxicated with twilight and your kisses.
Heart
The first heart is somewhere in Lisbon, in a long silk yellow dress, barefoot in some hidden street on the sidewalk In your embrace I hear the sounds of fado Intoxicated with twilight and your kisses.
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4 comments
nice written
Yeah
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hvala prijateljice!