é o meu ser que se escreve nas minhas mãos vazias. o meu ser suspenso dos meus dias.
With my eyes wide open i´m dreaming... and out on the lawn i lie in bed....And the dreams of summer, will turn summer in past... cause the last summer will be always the last... Von
I laid me down upon a bank,Where Love lay sleeping;(...)I went to the Garden of Love,And saw what I never had seen;(...)Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be;Wiliam Blake(virginia astley, allright:)
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With my eyes wide open i´m dreaming... and out on the lawn i lie in bed....
And the dreams of summer, will turn summer in past... cause the last summer will be always the last...
Von
I laid me down upon a bank,
Where Love lay sleeping;
(...)
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen;
(...)
Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
Wiliam Blake
(virginia astley, allright:)
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