On the piano roof, the symphony of rain,Scatters a sorrowful music,Speaking from afar to my memories,Setting them to notes, to be sung...
Memories
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Only I know your language The sounds of the voice and the murmurings, You blossom and rejoice when you fall in love The voice, a score to express the joys...
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A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
Gratitude
You will not say thank you to me, Just as you do not say thank you to your heartbeats That carve the face of my life. But I will say to you…