Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his
sight whose breath touches my sleep?

Autore: Rabindranath Tagore

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his<br />sight whose breath touches my sleep? - Rabindranath Tagore


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