"And when the roots are watered,I'll f ly my human soulinto the finest blooming treeand live in it till summer lasts.And with winter,I'll find the narrowest caveand hibernate like bears.And if the seasons change,I'll disguise into winds.Oh, the things I'll doto escape this life and still live,to still live in traded tragedies."
"And when the roots are watered,I'll f ly my human soulinto the finest blooming treeand live in it till summer lasts.And with winter,I'll find the narrowest caveand hibernate like bears.And if the seasons change,I'll disguise into winds.Oh, the things I'll doto escape this life and still live,to still live in traded tragedies."