mercredi 28 mai 2014

There is a house in New Orleans


Todo El Cielo Sobre la Tierra


What though the radiance which was once so bright
 Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;

Wordsworth





Je pars demain.

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