Ruine Straufhain Thüringen |
... turn to brown/ and they wither with the wind/ and they crumble in your hands./ Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl./ I held her close but she faded in the night/ like a poem I meant to write/ and the leaves that are green...
Paul Simon
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm - ja... schöner kann man es kaum sagen....
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