I have grown up among the saddest of storms,
And my days flow, so long muddy,
Now subsided minute nap
And to reflect the azure sky.
How long?... but it seems to have passed
Days gloomy storms, days of bitter temptations
I have grown up among the saddest of storms,
And my days flow, so long muddy,
Now subsided minute nap
And to reflect the azure sky.
How long?... but it seems to have passed
Days gloomy storms, days of bitter temptations
