Old Ceylon
Old Ceylon
A Paradise with love
Warm
And the air so fresh
I guess
you feeling like an elephant so strong
Dancing so graceful and fine
Perhaps it’s just that paradise I probably searching for
Where I just belong
Where I can view her heart
I wish it was one with mine
Searched to reality of live
So maybe I must go back to the beginning
I alreafy can view it in the way of a rhym
The place where my life for the first weeks has begun
The beginning of a young growing son
In new Sri lanka
Old Ceylon
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| Auteur: Manjula | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 december 2006 | ||
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