own land The silence of whose tears shall fall Like bells upon your alien tomb Hear them and come, they call you home And the children are ringing the bells of Gethsemani
Превод: Джоан. Звънците на Gethsemani.
land The silence of whose tears shall fall Like bells upon your alien tomb Hear them and come, they call you home And the children are ringing the bells of Gethsemani
