Eleven
Understand, I'll slip quietly
Away from the noisy crowd
When I see the pale
Stars rising, blooming over the oaks.
I'll pursue solidary pathways
Through the pale twilit meadows,
With this one dream:
You come too.
Happy Anniversary, my love.
Now, let's go camping.
Away from the noisy crowd
When I see the pale
Stars rising, blooming over the oaks.
I'll pursue solidary pathways
Through the pale twilit meadows,
With this one dream:
You come too.
Happy Anniversary, my love.
Now, let's go camping.
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