Everytime you have to whisper good-bye. . Well. I cry just a little bit. Cry just a little bit. I know it's crazy and I don't know why. . But I die just a little bit. Die just a little bit. I
Take a journey back in time. Leave the western world behind. Cross the mountains to peking. Where the paper laterns gently swing. . The chinese way. Who knows what they know. The chinese legend
