As the warmth of the summer disappears from our wounded hearts He comes along with his baggage to paint trees as he likes Slowly the ground is soon covered by the fallen leaves and yellow this season spreads out
It's time to regret, to forgive and forget all the damage Enjoy the time that was given, live each day as the lastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.