Storms come, the big fishes of the river swallow up the small fishes, The river over step its banks but always make sure you remain paddling and never give up cause at the end of each storm lies a pillar of happiness and joy.
Storms come, the big fishes of the river swallow up the small fishes, The river over step its banks but always make sure you remain paddling and never give up cause at the end of each storm lies a pillar of happiness and joy.