Lola wanders in her old age, through the olive groves that are transformed by the mysticism of the night, through her own house, through the winding...
Maua fua leai se faʻatagaina, Saili mo se mea Leai se Faʻasalalauga, Miliona o ulutala ma faʻaopopo i aso uma, Faʻavae uma ma Atoa faʻaleleia, Soʻo se mea ma soʻo se taimi
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