For a son ...
He laughs and cries, he loves and hates himself, the world moves and he even kills himself ... because a son is the only being he loves more than himself.
This little person is the Reason of my life ...
He laughs and cries, he loves and hates himself, the world moves and he even kills himself ... because a son is the only being he loves more than himself.
This little person is the Reason of my life ...