A red braided star and a burning candle with cones on the winter windowsillA red braided star and a burning candle with cones on the winter windowsill
Two ferraris fly by on the road again, they burn rubber into the dust, like people are bleedingTwo Ferraris fly by on the road again, they burn rubber into the dust, like people are bleeding
There is a candlestick on the table , candles are burning brightlyThere is a candlestick on the table , candles are burning brightly
A lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burningA lot of thoughts in my head is the way to burning
The umbrella is burning, as the soul is burning in anticipation of the princeThe umbrella is burning, as the soul is burning in anticipation of the prince