Nueva Corriente Pioletista

Un lugar toda la moda... La imagen no es nada, la sed es todo... Si no existe la memoria todo lo nuestro es suicida... El que esté libre de pecados que tire la primera piedra... Solo para locos...

martes, febrero 14, 2006

14 de Febrero 2006


Sea Of Love

Come with me, my love
to the sea, the sea of love.
I want to tell you how much i love you.
Do you remember when we met
that's the day i knew you were my pet.
I want to tell you how much i love you.
Come with me, to the sea.
Do you remember when we met
that's the day i knew you were my pet.
I want to tell you how much i love you.

posted by Gabuchina @ 7:49 a. m.