Living in a city sometimes feels so lonely. I'm afraid that I feel most alive surrounded by the beauty of nature and It is something I need to feel complete. It scares me how hard it can be these days to actually experience a touch of the Earth.
Such a sad gaze on this poor creature A shepard of pleasures alone in the forest of steel A shadow with horns scuffing the road with its hooves Silently whistling its fairy reel
It's the age of those who adhere to ephemeral things
Satyros, Satyros!
Every wine turns bitter and every nymph fades World becomes too vast for the soul which is encaged
Every wine turns bitter and every nymph fades World becomes too vast for the soul which is...
Alone in the woods of steel!
A miserable being without a garden to hide Yearning for a taste of fruits of the vanished paradise
R: Every wine turns bitter and every nymph fades World becomes too vast for the soul which is encagedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
