A sedentary winter night
Bleak wind's passing by
A full moon's hovering in the sky
How blurry its shine is!
Around its heart are thorns and spikes:
"She gave me hope and filled me with sighs".
A sedentary winter night
A sedentary winter night
Bleak wind's passing by
A full moon's hovering in the sky
How blurry its shine is!
Around its heart are thorns and spikes:
"She gave me hope and filled me with sighs".