20 October 2012
I am not old and weary,
With eyes heavy from scenes retold,
Remembering the rain,
Where new stories began to be told,
I had whispered then,
And will again,
My soul and I will never grow old.
Old • Opuss № I
20 October 2012
I am not old and weary,
With eyes heavy from scenes retold,
Remembering the rain,
Where new stories began to be told,
I had whispered then,
And will again,
My soul and I will never grow old.
Old • Opuss № I