CineArteMusica

A true love of mine.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long, if it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, that's the way I remember her best.
I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed in the darkness of my night, in the brightness of my day.
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

BRMC Blog en Español


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1 comment:

verónicabas said...

UUHH que nervios, ojala nos resulte todo!!!


Besos!

4:51 PM

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