letra de wilfred owen - from my diary july 1914 - richard mitchley
leaves
murmuring by miriads in the shimmering trees
lives
wakening with wonder in the pyrenees
birds
cheerily chirping in the early day
bards
singing of summer, scything thro’ the hay
bees
shaking the heavy dews from bloom and frond
boys
bursting the surface of the ebony pond
flashes
of swimmers carving thro’ the sparkling cold
fleshes
gleaming with wetness to the morning gold
a mead
bordered about with warbling water brooks
a maid
laughing the love-laugh with me; proud of looks
the heat
throbbing between the upland and the peak
hеr heart
quivering with passion to my pressеd cheek
braiding
of floating flames across the mountain brow
brooding
of stillness; and a sighing of the bough
stirs
of leaflets in the gloom; soft petal-showers;
stars
expanding with the starr’d nocturnal flowers
letras aleatórias
- letra de chiunque tu sia - diamine
- letra de kris - the hirsch effekt
- letra de who knows - trey gordon
- letra de bigger - acoustic - grace fellowship church
- letra de johnny b. blues - chuck berry
- letra de open arms - ben stafford
- letra de lonestar (feat. yung kapri & yung tsar) - gouga
- letra de show some love - gregory isaacs
- letra de head or tales - ledon
- letra de her love - narou