Poeta
Unreal city (you can be enybory.....
Otro poeta...
By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.
by T. S. Eliot
Poeta
Unreal city (you can be enybory.....
Otro poeta...
By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.
by T. S. Eliot
26/04/2008 a las 16:17 · enlace a este comentario contestar a este comentario
Siempre hago lo mismo, yo y mis faltas : enybory es anybody yeah, yeah
26/04/2008 a las 16:27 · enlace a este comentario contestar a este comentario