A loss permitted to open its eyes for but three hours And there glimpsed, finally in focus a mystery That begs earnestly, "ask me nothing" Now, once more the problem is yours alone
A loss permitted to open its eyes for but three hours And there glimpsed, finally in focus a mystery That begs earnestly, "ask me nothing" Now, once more the problem is yours alone
Джаз · 2019
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