RIFT OF DAWN
Its the new begining granting
yesterday to the passed night.
With the rhythm of chanting prays,
In the music of dropping dews.
The foggy cloud that round,
Made my eyes bound.
Dimness...
yesterday to the passed night.
With the rhythm of chanting prays,
In the music of dropping dews.
The foggy cloud that round,
Made my eyes bound.
Dimness...