When butterflies leave their silk palaces the scent of the garden blows towards Heaven's way. Like the toils of man, those who work to tomorrow will
When butterflies leave their silk palaces The scent of the garden blows towards Heaven's way. Like the toils of man, Those who work to tomorrow Will not
Vertimas: Yusuf Islam. Kai drugiai Palikite.
: When butterflies leave their silk palaces The scent of the garden blows towards Heaven's way. Like the toils of man, Those who work to tomorrow Will
When butterflies leave their silk palaces The scent of the garden blows towards Heaven's way. Like the toils of man, Those who work to tomorrow Will
