Ring the close:
As all roads lead to Rome,
So we know beforehand,
We all slavishly repeat.
And me, as everyone, All the same fate
Imagining in the upcoming mist:
Again - I love her in the sky
And change it on the ground.
June 1909
Ring the close:
As all roads lead to Rome,
So we know beforehand,
We all slavishly repeat.
And me, as everyone, All the same fate
Imagining in the upcoming mist:
Again - I love her in the sky
And change it on the ground.
June 1909
