Memoriarum Paginae
Tell me... Why have you chosen me?
And led me through the throngs by your side,
Walking with me..
And walking... then left me alone,
Like a child weeping midst the bustling tide.
If indeed - O essence of tears - you've bartered me,
Then let silence, the heir to words,...
And led me through the throngs by your side,
Walking with me..
And walking... then left me alone,
Like a child weeping midst the bustling tide.
If indeed - O essence of tears - you've bartered me,
Then let silence, the heir to words,...