The more I see this place The more I feel this place I found where I want to die With the trees against the sky In the city that's so old Near the temple made with gold Dreams inside my soul More and more each day
Breathless in the silence of the blossom on the trees Falling on the land sacred in our hands The distance between us dissolving with your smiles Dreams inside my soul More and more each dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
