letra de prologue - bishi
Loading...
whan that aprille with his shoures soote
the droghte of march hath perced to the roote
and bathed every veyne in swich licóur
of which vertú engendred is the flour;
whan zephirus eek with his swete breeth
inspired hath in every holt and heeth
the tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
hath in the ram his halfe cours y-ronne
and smale foweles maken melodye
that slepen al the nyght with open ye
so priketh hem natúre in hir corages
thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages
and palmeres for to seken straunge strondes
to ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
and specially, from every shires ende
of engelond, to caunterbury they wende…
letras aleatórias
- letra de play school - carla geneve
- letra de hustler - calvo el philarrican
- letra de lied des narren - wilhelm petersen
- letra de cover - protiva
- letra de watch ot - viper
- letra de famme de ma life - jack uzi
- letra de 911 (unrealised) - leancrazy!
- letra de tagidu li lama - תגידו לי למה - zikney tzfat - זקני צפת
- letra de main aansu pee gaya - roshan guulrez
- letra de vi be - zgaperaxe