i don't know who i am but you know life is for learning
If I should n't be alive
When the robins come,
Give the one in red cravat
A memorial crumb.
If I could n't thank you,
Being just asleep,
You will know I'm trying
With my granite lip
Дикинсон угрюмая, но за этих малиновок я её очень люблю.
When the robins come,
Give the one in red cravat
A memorial crumb.
If I could n't thank you,
Being just asleep,
You will know I'm trying
With my granite lip
Дикинсон угрюмая, но за этих малиновок я её очень люблю.