@VisenyaLannister
25/12/2018 alle 10:41
True
❤
He rode through the streets of the city
Down from his hill on high
O'er the wynds and the steps and the cobble
He rode to a woman's sigh
For she was his secret treasure
She was his shame and his bliss
And a chain and a keep are nothing
Compared to a woman's kiss
For hands of gold are alway...
Singing in the rain
“A una goccia
ho parlato di te.
Lei non ha mantenuto il segreto.
Ora tutta la pioggia,
ripete il tuo nome “
It's me?