Текст песни Darkseed - Like To A Silver Bow
Darkseed - Like To A Silver Bow слова песни
Текст песни Darkseed - Like To A Silver Bow
Once I wrote her name upon the sand,but came a way and washed it awayAgain I wrote it with a second hand,but came a tide, made my plans preyWho so list to think, I know where is a signI am of them that furthest come behind( )Yet may I, by no means, my wearied minddraw from my thought, but as they fleeashore, fainting I follow, I leave offtherefore, since in a net I seek to holdthe windThe sweet seasons, that bud and bloomforth bringsThe summer has come, for every spraynow springsWith green had clad the hill and herethe valeThe nightingale with feathers new