kolmapäev, veebruar 23, 2011

Marta kodutöö

1 kommentaar:

Sophia's Lover ütles ...

Lonely as a cloud

What shall we sing, my friends?
In what shall we rejoice?
There alone our song lives,
Where our ancestors were born.
On Earth, where they lived...
I suffer here on Earth...
He who gives life conceals


...thanks!...sweet Lady!