Look round...
The sights of river, wood and park
And all the moments that nature gives.
It doesn’t matter: light or dark,
It calms you often, offers dreams.
The dreams of life with sky and grass,
The dreams of love both high and pure,
The dreams of God, who’s fond of us.
And those dreams will save and cure.
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We forget about it nowadays.
Эвелин Флоримель 19.03.2011 14:06 Заявить о нарушении