MAPS
1) The secret appeal of melancholy sometimes takes your breath away...
2) Like lost treasures which since years now, who knows where their maps have gone.
3) Sometimes I just get charmed, by the sound of the coin falling into the fountain...
4) And then I forget my sorrow, by playing with the reflections of her light.
1) The secret appeal of melancholy sometimes takes your breath away...
2) Like lost treasures which since years now, who knows where their maps have gone.
3) Sometimes I just get charmed, by the sound of the coin falling into the fountain...
4) And then I forget my sorrow, by playing with the reflections of her light.