Death Valley
My tree speaks to me
on the eve of my death
she whispers, you will get a gift
today and the call reached
she whistles, bumble bamboo tree
fondling with her leaves
may I talk to you - the voice thunders
I tailed to be with me, what is it?
the sound...
on the eve of my death
she whispers, you will get a gift
today and the call reached
she whistles, bumble bamboo tree
fondling with her leaves
may I talk to you - the voice thunders
I tailed to be with me, what is it?
the sound...