есть воды, более глубокие, чем те, через которые нет моста.©
Evening by evening
Among the brookside rushes,
Laura bowed her head to hear,
Lizzie veiled her blushes:
Crouching close together
In the cooling weather,
With clasping arms and cautioning lips,
With tingling cheeks and finger-tips.
"Lie close," Laura said,
Pricking up her golden head:
We must not look at goblin men,
We must not buy their fruits:
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?"
заело
whoknowsuponwhatsoiltheyfedtheirhungrythirstyroots
но оно же прекрасно *_*
а еще я наконец посмотрела 3х01 Шерлока
нужно растянуть удовольствие.
Among the brookside rushes,
Laura bowed her head to hear,
Lizzie veiled her blushes:
Crouching close together
In the cooling weather,
With clasping arms and cautioning lips,
With tingling cheeks and finger-tips.
"Lie close," Laura said,
Pricking up her golden head:
We must not look at goblin men,
We must not buy their fruits:
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?"
заело

но оно же прекрасно *_*
а еще я наконец посмотрела 3х01 Шерлока

нужно растянуть удовольствие.