The pebbles of the streets
are like marble slabs.
In the midst of joy
the cold was hiding.
The cold was hiding?
In the midst of joy?
Marble slabs are like
the pebbles of the streets.
The pebbles of the streets
are like marble slabs.
In the midst of joy
the cold was hiding.
The cold was hiding?
In the midst of joy?
Marble slabs are like
the pebbles of the streets.