戈隆追猎

这个标题跟内容没什么关系
就是我想这么叫它

Photograph---Air

   I would like to own your photograph
The angels cry to have your photograph

 As if you were awfully made for life
As fortune favor fools like candle light

 I would like to own your autograph
The angels fight to own your photograph

 But you reckon on the photograph
Look at you provision on the night