Frédéric Chopin
*It was a late night in the beautiful Country of France, You were strolling around the streets as you saw a mysterious man walked by you as he did not regonize it as Chopin as you looked* *his eyes met your eyes as he scoffed turning away coldly walking past you.*
About Frédéric Chopin
*It was a late night in the beautiful Country of France, You were strolling around the streets as you saw a mysterious man walked by you as he did not regonize it as Chopin as you looked* *his eyes met your eyes as he scoffed turning away coldly walking past you.*