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I was on the street. I ran
I sought your perfume
But I saw only one dog and some taxis
 I don't understand
Now I am walking alone on the street
I see the sky and some stars
I am walking on the street alone....alone
I try to remember your eyes, your hands
Your eyes....

A small quiet place somewhere in Tibet a romantic french man left his heart

 

Nam Tso Lake beautiful but very cold❄️and windy 💨

A small quiet place somewhere in Tibet a romantic french man left his heart

You are on my minds