t’s hard to say goodbye. The hardest thing, what I mean. My love, this is not a bye. Only a beginning. It was fantastic, living a metrical minutes. This is not goodbye. It’s only beginning, just like spring. Believe me, my love. True love i
t’s hard to say goodbye. The hardest thing, what I mean. My love, this is not a bye. Only a beginning. It was fantastic, living a metrical minutes. This is not goodbye. It’s only beginning, just like spring. Believe me, my love. True love i
