At last
The minutes before the sky breathes new life into the mass,
when everybody holds their breath,
The new gushing breeze comes with that familiar fragrance,
fills air in the lungs of those walking dead.
The air is not ordinary,
It...
when everybody holds their breath,
The new gushing breeze comes with that familiar fragrance,
fills air in the lungs of those walking dead.
The air is not ordinary,
It...