9 December 2012
The moon a silver sliver, Crescent in the sky. The stars dotted around, Keep its posture high.
But once the sun rises, All the world's tinged pink. There's no room for dark, Until the sun sinks.
Sun And Moon • Opuss № I
9 December 2012
The moon a silver sliver, Crescent in the sky. The stars dotted around, Keep its posture high.
But once the sun rises, All the world's tinged pink. There's no room for dark, Until the sun sinks.
Sun And Moon • Opuss № I