Open your mind, open your eyes
Believe in things that made of glass
This is your boring, this is our morning
So awesome feeling, let me believe in.
Bright drops on the colours
Make rainbow on flowers
Me, you, tons of blue water
Take off your clothes, the world is hotter.
Sun shines, bees fly
Forest whispers for good guy
Run into this, walk on high
Open your eyes and open your mind.
Believe in the morning, believe in pureness
I’ll be with you then, you’ll be with me
Let’s be two witnesses
Let’s fight to make them free.
Morning
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Dear Lyra, thank you very much!
I died for beauty,but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty,"I replied.
"And i for truth,-the two are one;
We brethren are" he said.
And so,as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips
And covered up our names.
Emily Dickinson
Людмила Гончарова-Боголюбова 30.10.2009 05:39 • Заявить о нарушении
I died for beauty,but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty,"I replied.
"And i for truth,-the two are one;
We brethren are" he said.
And so,as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips
And covered up our names.
Emily Dickinson
Людмила Гончарова-Боголюбова 30.10.2009 05:39 • Заявить о нарушении