In the summerI stretch out on the
And think of
Had I told the
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me.
Translated by B.
Frangieh And C.
Brown
In the summerI stretch out on the
And think of
Had I told the
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me.
Translated by B.
Frangieh And C.
Brown