The salt from my eyes burn As does the acid of my tongue Might a tempest relive me of sound and sight Might I unearth the hatchet and put it to proper
The salt from my eyes burn As does the acid of my tongue. ~ Might a tempest releive me of sound and sight. Might I unearth the hatchet And put it to proper
译文: 夏嘉曦Hulud. 无论哭或销毁.