My Gypsy soul.
Gypsy soul Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man.Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are… Continue reading
Gypsy soul Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man.Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are… Continue reading