ayan.. icelandic naman
haha walang may gusto. pampaantok ko to...
It shines on me through the branches
I look up and revive
the leaves change their colours
We find our goals, put down our roots
We go out into a good day
We plant and we give life
With our hands out of the pockets in the earth you dwelve
Now we remove ugly thoughts
Time heals all, gives life
kindles fire, burns souls
No longer cold, alive again
My soul comes to life, paints the world.
BOOOOOO
adik kana
kuyacris noh. Di ka na natutulog.