Search for the hero

Sometimes the river flows but nothing breathes. A train arrives but never leaves. It's a shame. Oh life - like love that walks out of the door, Of being rich or being poor. Such a shame. But it's...

Sometimes the river flows but nothing breathes. A train arrives but never leaves. It's a shame. Oh life - like love that walks out of the door, of being rich or being poor. Such a shame. But it's...