Yorum Yap
But I am that which unseen comes and sings, sings, sings,
Which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land,
Which the birds know in the woods mornings and evenings,
And the shore-sands know and the hissing wave,
And that banner and pennant,
Aloft there flapping and flapping.
Tükendi
Gelince Haber VerBut I am that which unseen comes and sings, sings, sings,
Which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land,
Which the birds know in the woods mornings and evenings,
And the shore-sands know and the hissing wave,
And that banner and pennant,
Aloft there flapping and flapping.
