Berlin rains. The city rains. It rains, over you and me. Rain falls, from the gry sky, it does not stop. Today I have seen the cave of the sun. I hope the sky will bring it back. Traducción libre de Duncan Dhu. Y tus pupilas brillarán...

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[Anna gorenko - 22 de septiembre de 2008 - 01:44]

Since, two weeks, two days, after a look see my eyes -without make up- in another road.
Clean and try, but I don't have a german heart.