| It's Christmas |
| Wednesday, 19 December 2007 09:26 |
![]() my next perfume to snow and I find the air in my hair with the cold on my cheeks and an aroma of Christmas tune, I breathe in the sky ... and in my eyes the illusion of your smile The first is the simple, which makes the soul always at your place, Christmas eve, Christmas eve And the heavenly choir that announces you, sheep, the shepherds and the star longing to always give you worship, Christmas eve, Christmas eve I breathe in the sky ... I feel your breath and Spirit brings me fresh courage with the side of purity and freedom Christmas eve, Christmas eve I'll give you the glory angel, I honrrarte with the fruit of my lips through my actions, my dreams I'll give you my heart, break the sky ... Christmas. ? |