Canonis - The Aquarell
Bee, kissing rose
Cool honey of love
Recent tired arguement
Stayed alone with itself
Motion, filled by noise
Where is silence?
Ocean of my fillings on the paper
I must feel the water - be my hand
Red leaves of autumn nights
Warm rays of moon lights
Recent tired arguement
Stayed alone with itself
Blue forest carries cool
Road is near
Stop for quench the thirst i can't
Something disapear - that is why
Letras Canonis