The red color fades, and the guilt instantly dissipates. What does the raised tricolor flag represent? Is it a painful memory? Is it the expected future?
The sweetness continues and the bitterness sublimates. How can the country and the country be the same as they were when they ruled the world?
After drinking a glass of wine, concealing false feelings and pretending to leave behind a lifetime of pain, the white Lucia shed tears...
Eventually,
The world is not owned by one person. How can a sleeve of white snow dye the glorious years?