I love this girl

With a like a

As tender as dew

She met me, a perfect stranger

Lost like a poor king, pure as a dove



Catherina Catherina

Catherina Ho

Catherina Catherina

Catherina Ho



Sometimes it's so hard to count

As for her it doesn't matter







I love this girl

With a like a

As tender as dew

She met me, a perfect stranger

Lost like a poor king, pure as a dove



Catherina Catherina

Catherina Ho

Catherina Catherina

Catherina Ho

Catherina Catherina

Catherina Ho



Sometimes it's so hard to count

As for her it doesn't matter

Never tried to dominate her