A Cup of Coffee
Time will pass like day & night
Leaves will fall from a year of fight
Storm is high so let me be quite
My room will fall from meters of height
My life is a book whose pages are white
Memories of past...
Leaves will fall from a year of fight
Storm is high so let me be quite
My room will fall from meters of height
My life is a book whose pages are white
Memories of past...