TAS
Tank in the late evening. In this special atmosphere, a difficult to explain romantic melancholy always spreads, somehow a strange mixture of longing for faraway places and loneliness.
TAS
Tank in the late evening. In this special atmosphere, a difficult to explain romantic melancholy always spreads, somehow a strange mixture of longing for faraway places and loneliness.
TAS
Tanke am späten Abend. In dieser speziellen Atmosphäre macht sich immer so eine schwer zu erklärende romantische Wehmut breit, irgendwie ein seltsames Gemisch aus Fernweh und Einsamkeit.