I met you in summer, A smile on your face, I met you and loved you, In a blizzful red haze. Days filled with laughter, Like never before, But beginning of winter, Your smile was no more. Your laughs turned to silence, Your eyes filled with tears, A heart had been broken, Poisioned with fears. You left me that winter, Without a goodbye, On a bitter cold morning, You left me, to die.
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..
