marikacaliumi: It's too cold outside for angles to fly
marikacaliumi: Give me touch 'cause I've been missing it
marikacaliumi: I found myself between all these cracks
marikacaliumi: Sentirai il tuono e mi ricorderai
marikacaliumi: Prendimi le mani
marikacaliumi: So leave me in the cold, wait until the snow covers me up
marikacaliumi: "She breathed in the crisp autunm air, hoping the loveliness of nature would somoehow cleanse her soul and overshadow her sorrow."
marikacaliumi: The sun is gonna rise again
marikacaliumi: Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet
marikacaliumi: I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
marikacaliumi: She reminded me of the sea;
marikacaliumi: Occhi persi