Tell me, tell me, The moon of my imagination. Be silent, be silent Leave this illusion and say no more. I am here, I am here, Why are you so afraid of the face of god? Why are you so afraid of the face of god?
Tell me, tell me, The moon of my imagination. Be silent, be silent Leave this illusion and say no more. I am here, I am here, Why are you so afraid of the face of god? Why are you so afraid of the face of god?