Forgive; forgive me, o my bonnie lass
For my unwritten messages and letters.
Years, like thunderclouds, pass,
A-freeing us from our fetters.
Forgive me your severest heartache,
My arrogance, which caused you to feel so;
Inside your mind there rages an earthquake,
Which can be subdued by sympathy alone.
The day will come, and we will be united
According to the will and by the pow’r of Him,
Who sent us forth into this world enlightened
From His Celestial Kingdom of Eden.
Eternity will then belong to us,
We won’t be afraid of Time anymore
And we’ll be saved in sweetest Paradise thus,
We’ll live in happiness, which no one knew before.
May 11-12, 2012
For my unwritten messages and letters.
Years, like thunderclouds, pass,
A-freeing us from our fetters.
Forgive me your severest heartache,
My arrogance, which caused you to feel so;
Inside your mind there rages an earthquake,
Which can be subdued by sympathy alone.
The day will come, and we will be united
According to the will and by the pow’r of Him,
Who sent us forth into this world enlightened
From His Celestial Kingdom of Eden.
Eternity will then belong to us,
We won’t be afraid of Time anymore
And we’ll be saved in sweetest Paradise thus,
We’ll live in happiness, which no one knew before.
May 11-12, 2012
Онлайн рецензия To My Beloved Bride A Confession
Якщо у Вас є роботи російською, українською або мордовською мовах я неодмінно з ними ознайомлюся і поділюся своєю думкою.
з повагою,
Олександр