In the paths of longing, we have become a day to remember
In the beach we are chanting, shouting
A long journey as I walk on foot
Take the long wave and draw your head
In the waiting paths revolted in the center of the pen
He shall fold the night and the day of the day, and thy eyes shall shine
Mo far I finished my eyes I regret you in remorse
Keep and apply my eye brows and if you skip the body
describe most beautiful and your wool and all of them science
The most distantful of my words and in my doubt I draw