letra de tewkesbury road - edith evans
it is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where
going through meadow and village, one knows not whither or why;
through the grey light drift of the dust, in the keen cool rush of the air
under the flying white clouds, and the broad blue lift of the sky
and to halt at the chattering brook, in a tall green fern at the brink
where the harebell grows, and the gorse, and the foxgloves purple and white;
where the shy-eyed delicate deer troop down to the brook to drink
when the stars are mellow and large at the coming on of the night
o, to feel the beat of the rain, and the homely smell of the earth
is a tune for the blood to jig to, and joy past power of words;
and the blessed green comely meadows are all a-ripple with mirth
at the noise of the lambs at play and the dear wild cry of the birds
letras aleatórias
- letra de zurich - eb jetset
- letra de dont get me started* - don q
- letra de let you know - kayyj
- letra de un'altra te - m.e.r.l.o.t (ita)
- letra de love is - blnk-time
- letra de casey anthony - torchfvce
- letra de okay?! - nitro
- letra de stuck in the middle with you (acoustic) - jae hall
- letra de natūraliai - low prcnt
- letra de tournament - nation of language