Letras
It was a winter such as when birds die
In the deep forests and the fishes lie
Stiffened in the translucent ice which makes
Even the mud and slime of the warm lakes
A wrinkled clod as hard as brick
And when among the children comfortable men
Gather about great fires and yet feel cold
Alas then for the homeless beggar old
It was a winter such as when birds die
In the deep forests and the fishes lie
Stiffened in the translucent ice which makes
Even the mud and slime of the warm lakes
A wrinkled clod as hard as brick
And when among the children comfortable men
Gather about great fires and yet feel cold
Alas then for the homeless beggar old