Silence of the night
in the heart of the old city.
My footsteps.
The Wind and I
On the table
A drop of rain
By day and at night
A white petal
Treasure of the sea
Following a trace
I caressed
A horse theft
A decorated pine
Silence of the night
A drop of rain
By day and at night
A white petal
Treasure of the sea
Following a trace
I caressed
A horse theft
A decorated pine
Silence of the night
AuthorBorivoj Bukva