Wounded (the). The Art Of Grief. We Pass Our Bridal Days. Πληγωμένος (η). Η τέχνη της θλίψης. Περνάμε Ημέρες σουίτα μας.
...light of your heavens, I passed my bridal days. And I collapsed in a forlorn paradise. Through forgotten fields of remembrance As the moments of harmony die, We
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