Pablo Neruda - Itineraries lyrics
Why, why so many roads, so many hostile citadels? What did I take from so many markets? Which is the flower I was looking for? Why did I move from my chair and pretend to be a wild man?
Why, why so many roads, so many hostile citadels? What did I take from so many markets? Which is the flower I was looking for? Why did I move from my chair and pretend to be a wild man?