October love,
Upon that night, when fairies call the light-hearted moon, their mistress dark,
The photos taken withered on the window, clouds perished;
Darkness had no need from all the candy on the coffee table.
October love,
Upon that night, when fairies call the light-hearted moon, their mistress dark,
The photos taken withered on the window, clouds perished;
Darkness had no need from all the candy on the coffee table.
