A magical place it is, the sky bounds us blue to the green washed water ways. We see magic in every stone, it’s here the music parades. The idea of life without Venice would be dark and sad, it rains on us forever.
A magical place it is, the sky bounds us blue to the green washed water ways. We see magic in every stone, it’s here the music parades. The idea of life without Venice would be dark and sad, it rains on us forever.
