.-"where Delilah sings her songs of love".- D.R. / "Oisive jeunesse
À tout asservie,
Par délicatesse.
J'ai perdu ma vie.
Ah! Que le temps vienne
Où les cœurs s'éprennent!" A.R.
Monday, March 01, 2010
sintiéndome romántica despierto hoy, pensando en que H., recuerda a una a esperar algo no menor a lo extraordinario..- abvn.-
But if you ever come to a road where danger or guilt or anguish or shame's to share, be good to the lad who loves you true, and the soul that was born to die for you And whistle and I'll be there.
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