Jun. 21, 2011 at 1:59pm with 2 notes
Reblogged from postcardsavvyrebel
[English Translation] When you’re here, Time stops. And the lights shine further out. The taste of a thousand kisses, That even now make me laugh and talk, Nothing else, nothing remains, Only your laugh in the Bar, Post cards, that follow on without stopping Your aroma, sweet melody, Even still has a place, In the memory which is where it all, Happens, once again, Nothing else, nothing remains.