DitoNellAno {back to the old house}

Easter Sunday, we were walking
Come, come, come Nuclear Bomb!
Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

   +     = @ ?

Isabella, we are rising...  -_-

??

Tempesta Ormonale:

Promosso      

presto Santa  

for ever    . . .  

                                                               ...

                                                                 .
                                                              plink

Pull my daisy   Tip my cup   Cut my thoughts   for coconuts 

Jack my Arden   Gate my shades   Silk my garden   Rose my days 

Bone my shadow   Dove my dream   Milk my mind  &  Make me cream 

Hop my heart on   Harp my height   Hip my angel   Hype my light