TE15 Lithuanian Honey Cake

7 Stones

THE STONE COLLECTOR’S WIFE

when every rock has been turned, all the sands of the world have been sifted,

the stone of his dreams remains out of reach ...

pierre lunaire, pierre lunaire, the moon will never crack under your little man’s hammer ... when every pearl has been picked, all the lakes of the world, have been drained,

the stone of his dreams remains out of reach ...

pierre lunaire, pierre lunaire, the moon will never fit in your old leather bag ...

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