The spring was cold, and skies were dark,
And clouds were moving fast,
I saw her walking by my side,
Hre hair were grey, as dust.
Her hair were grey, her eyes were green,
And, as she passed away -
I watched her - pretty, dark and slim,
And Sherwood was her name.
The skies were dark, and clouds were low,
And cold was bitter wind.
I held her fast, I kissed her slow -
And then she also did.
She had my world between her palms,
It was my only one -
All spring we were together - but
In autumn she was gone.
You'll ask - It was another love?
And then I'll answer - no!
There, under pine, cold stars above
She's laying under snow.
Nor other man, nor other love
Had made her go away
There, under stars, with pine above
In sherwood is her grave.
Sherwood
© Copyright: Кори Ах Энн, 2009
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you've misprinted word "her" in third line
sincerely yours,
Андрей Ландер 25.07.2009 00:35 • Заявить о нарушении
you've misprinted word "her" in third line
sincerely yours,
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