L'amour, la mer, la mort,
Sang vif, vert calme, violet.
Froids vitraux, odeurs d'ambre.
Par ce soir doré de septembre,
La mort, l'amour, la mer,
Me noyer dans l'oubli complet.
Femme! femme! cercueil de chair ! And this maiden she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me.
And so all the night-tide,I lie down by the side of my darling-my darling-my
Life and my bride, in the sepulcher there by the sea, in her tomb by the
sounding sea.
Interests
I like Island and Newzealand, beacuse my friend from there!
I love China, beacuse i bron and live here!
I dislike sunning too fast, beacuse the life will be short!
I want drink icetea, beacuse it can bring cool to me!
humm...many! lot of darwing and swimming.
like Chat and joke.
I is me!
