ოქტომბერი 11, 2010
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The faint blaze of the candle
of my life slowly dying
like a fire in the pouring rain
No sparks of hope inside
No shooting stars on my sky
On broken wings, no flying high
of my life slowly dying
like a fire in the pouring rain
No sparks of hope inside
No shooting stars on my sky
On broken wings, no flying high