Maybe I'm looking for a dreamer who doesn't hear the sound and never grows up, or I'm going to destroy it or destroy it. She's the one who watched me feel and feel me all my life and all my life.
I'm not the one who feels this closeness. Who set countless times? The new day has created a human and its shortcomings are very incomplete and new.
Who am I or who am I? But he always hears me, sees me and looks at me.
