As of solace .....!
As of Sabra ......!
There was standing, and there he was looking
They care about trees, the stars and hear his complaint and dispel their grief ..
It tells me as long as one tree in the sky All Stars Mafi of grief and self Ashgate
Can ... To be in sight hinted margin generated winds ..
You do not find in his exaggerated .....!
I feel that there are things in life can humanize our grief and go hinted security in sight
I myself find this thing
Glint in his eyes .....
In the faith ....
The eyes are the Stars ...
The faith is a tree ...
When Stars extinguished and the tree crashed, I felt nostalgia for his stars and the Tree
Maybe it would dissipate belt and pulls the buttons ....
But even this may enter ....
Where consolation,
If the tree itself may Dublin sadness and claimed by air ..
Where Silwan,
The stars are like drops of tears shines