伟大的沙漠为了绿叶的爱而燃烧,而她摇摇头、笑著、飞走了。
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
Music is our passion, and we're grateful to be able to share it with the world.
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.