Aye a flower,
One day on the road.
What appeared withered and leafless,
Almost pale, drowned in a sigh.
I took it to my garden to take care of her.
That flower of sleeping petals,
To which I care today with all my soul.
Recover? the color he had lost,
Because I found a caregiver who will water it
I was? putting a little bit of love,
The Fu? sheltering in my soul,
And in the winter it was hot,
So that it does not happen?
From that flower today the owner is me,
And I have promised to take care of her.
So that nobody steals the color,
So that he never leaves.
Many things emerged from that flower,
I was born the love that one day had been lost,
And with the sunlight the shadow went,
And with the shadow, distance and forgetfulness.
I was? putting a little bit of love,
The Fu? sheltering in my soul,
And in the winter it was hot,
So that it does not happen?
From that flower today the owner is me,
And I have promised to take care of her.
So that he is always close to me?
So you never leave
I was? putting a little bit of love,
The Fu? sheltering in my soul,
And in the winter it was hot,
So that it does not happen?
From that flower today the owner is me,
And I have promised to take care of her.
So that he is always close to me?
So that he never leaves.
SILENT
Only among all we can make this a better place :)