I would tell you something about us, about the snow outside, about my love. I would tell you something, anything not to grow silence's grass between us. I would tell you something, what you knew or what I know but the silence's grass started to grow between us and the sounds of the latter word have lost...
Cea mai frumoasa zi: azi Cel mai mare obstacol: frica Cel mai usor lucru: sa gresesti Cea mai mare greseala: sa renunti Cel mai frumos cadou: iertarea Cea mai puternica forta: increderea Cel mai frumos lucru pe pamant: dragostea