The violin plays in silence. Everything froze around. The moon…

The violin plays in silence. Everything froze around. The moon shone like a dream, You will suddenly remember happiness. Gazebo, rustle, old garden And gentle hands are warm, And roses are a heady scent. Everything was and passed … A magical music game, Memories of sadness. The voices of the universe are heard I will not return. I will not be back, everything is over. Let the heart hurt, even! The sound of a violin is heard ahead … No, I will not turn back. by AVVI & Ko

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