Poesia
Foreboding
Foreboding
I sensed rain in a cloud from your glance,
and then the tears started rolling down your cheeks.
I stand in the rain, and you thunder in my ear,
what the two of us could do?
Foreboding
I sensed rain in a cloud from your glance,
and then the tears started rolling down your cheeks.
I stand in the rain, and you thunder in my ear,
what the two of us could do?