The sound of the waves is crying and calling. Goodbye to love, freedom, bondage, and betrayal. The wind blows over the old pine trees, scattering sand. And then... the barefoot woman disappears into the waves.
The sound of the waves is crying and calling. Goodbye to love, freedom, bondage, and betrayal. The wind blows over the old pine trees, scattering sand. And then... the barefoot woman disappears into the waves.
