The original is unfaithful to the translation.
The original is unfaithful to the translation.
Red Boots On Way down Geneva All along Vine, Deeper than the snowdrift Love's eyes shine: Mary Lou's walking In…
Words ought to be a little wild for they are the assault of thoughts on the unthinking.
Loneliness A hawk hovers in the air. Two white gulls float on the stream. Soaring with the wind, it is…