Ooit was ik een jong meisje
Gepost door Woudziel zelve op 02/03/2009 om 21:22
Toegevoegd onder: Gedachten, Korte flits
A young girl is praying to god.
Please god give me eyes of a dove,
please god give me wings of a falcon,
so I can fly over Dunav river,
so I can find a boy that I love.
And god gave her wings of a falcon.
And she found a boy that she loves.
