I Open the braccias and I open wide her as of enchantment me he opens wide.
And' as a new world all to be discovered.
Clear waters in which to bathe lawns of grass that as a mattress they make me dream.
I stay immovable and I let me caress from the wind, wind that he/she softly violates me and with his/her song as a siren it brings away me
lunedì 19 gennaio 2009
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