Sometimes they promise me love
And gently in my eyes look,
Sometimes I feel sad lonely,
As a whirlwind ripped sheet,
But with the power of the old days beauties
Disturbing in a poor heart passion!..
24 April 1899
Sometimes they promise me love
And gently in my eyes look,
Sometimes I feel sad lonely,
As a whirlwind ripped sheet,
But with the power of the old days beauties
Disturbing in a poor heart passion!..
24 April 1899
