in the meadow long ago,
and the golden vetch was growing
by the shore.
did we falter when love took us
with a gust of great desire?
does the barley bid the wind wait
in his course?"
ISSO AQUI FOI UM ABSURDO PO
in the meadow long ago,
and the golden vetch was growing
by the shore.
did we falter when love took us
with a gust of great desire?
does the barley bid the wind wait
in his course?"
ISSO AQUI FOI UM ABSURDO PO