it was a quiet that every one was seviring separations of past on the anguish of families torn by arbitrary act history a quiet which thought of our europe free
It was a quiet night that everyone was savouring by reflecting on the separations of the past, on the anguish of families torn apart by an arbitrary act of history; a quiet night during which I thought of our Europe, freed from hatred and conflict, a Europe that I wanted to be at the same time united, strong and generous.
It was a quiet that everyone was savouring separations of past, on the anguish of families torn by arbitrary act history; a quiet which thought of our Europe, freed hatred and conflict, a Europe that I wanted to at the same time united, strong and generous.