GARCIA LORCA
I lean against the glass, Forehead, cooling the sloping …
Thoughts somewhere to run,
The rain a wet its paw
Пальчики — струи пустил,
I lean against the glass, Forehead, cooling the sloping …
Thoughts somewhere to run,
The rain a wet its paw
Пальчики — струи пустил,
No, it’s just an incredibly amount of work it takes
for resistance to everyday life, taking you in the ring.
(Try not to be, economical when you calculate
the last penny).
How often do we laugh at the man
trying to change, to overcome at least one of his
habit…