- cifra
Wild spring, raging in my street
April please, lower your gun
Cold wind, nude branches on the trees
April please, help me to run
Running in the nature
Away from the past
Pretty as a picture
I'm cheering up so fast
Grey steam, waving on my street
April please, lower your gun
Blurred dreams, playing on repeat
April please, help me to run
Running in the nature
Away from the past
Pretty as a picture
I'm cheering up so fast
A child swing, hanging from my tree
My dear friend, you've been the one
Large fields, unexplored lovely things
April please, help me to run
