Poems from DaHanTurkson
Your skill is to throw a little dust of love into the deep well,
you dug with your own hand, As the noise of your absence grows ,
...
Your skill is to throw a little dust of love into the deep well,
you dug with your own hand, As the noise of your absence grows ,
...
Do not think about anyone else but me; Even if you go to the bottom of hell or
go to the top of heaven, do not go without me. Do not think...
Don't think about anyone else but me;
Even if you go to the bottom of hell or go to the top of heaven, don't go without me.
Don't think...
Don't think about anyone else but me; Even if you go to the bottom of hell or
go to the top of heaven, don't go without me. Don't think...