End of work 3 Hour of the mornin' (France hour). The night is cold and the sky is blue.... Lover please come back to me.
My mind is a cream with cafe, bourbon, chocolate and cherry.
But I know that this gamble - where apparently is pleasant for people - this virtual gamble is a planet of Elves from the Black Wood, some of them - me I'm a Faun - decided to cover completly their body to hyde something very important : what ? I don't know... Maybe their eyes ? I don't know. Maybe their dreams... I'm no sure. Aaaaah yeah I know : their beauty spot.... But someone with a flute tell me it's not a thing to say at Ladies of the SG land. I asked him "Why ?" He answered me "shut up your big french mouth". I nerved myself sprung up on my legs of goat. And after a long run through the Black Wood I fallen on a flower valley where 100000000000000000000000 tatoo Elves from the SG land were laughing about me with an amazing force I ever seen. I tried and finally closed my eyes... But 'did hear their laugh untill the end of my dreams.
My mind is a cream with cafe, bourbon, chocolate and cherry.
But I know that this gamble - where apparently is pleasant for people - this virtual gamble is a planet of Elves from the Black Wood, some of them - me I'm a Faun - decided to cover completly their body to hyde something very important : what ? I don't know... Maybe their eyes ? I don't know. Maybe their dreams... I'm no sure. Aaaaah yeah I know : their beauty spot.... But someone with a flute tell me it's not a thing to say at Ladies of the SG land. I asked him "Why ?" He answered me "shut up your big french mouth". I nerved myself sprung up on my legs of goat. And after a long run through the Black Wood I fallen on a flower valley where 100000000000000000000000 tatoo Elves from the SG land were laughing about me with an amazing force I ever seen. I tried and finally closed my eyes... But 'did hear their laugh untill the end of my dreams.