I spy him hrought the old mirror Strange this, then, to me Face to face, it's him that I could see This was too much ! My eyesclouded, darker, further Face in my hands Hands that would not dam Tears that burned I will not magnify his image I wish I was still yet a child ! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |