These eyes tell me “Yes”.
Who is guilty of love?
You come over my hart
We were in the grip of deep emotions.
I don’t know what’s your name.
I fear to come to you.
I want to listen to your voice.
I fear to listen silence.
Do you wish beauty life?
Do you want to live in love?
Do you fear your feels?
You know you are pretty!
You are nice!
11-27 сентября 2005