Истинная бардовская песня
Nov. 28th, 2006 01:10 pm Th. Moore
THOSE EVENING BELLS
Those evening bells! those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth, and home, and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are pass'd away;
And many a heart, that then was gay,
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone;
That tuneful pearl will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth, and home, and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are pass'd away;
And many a heart, that then was gay,
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone;
That tuneful pearl will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
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Date: 2006-11-28 02:11 pm (UTC)Международная бардовская. :-)
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Date: 2006-11-29 05:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-29 10:59 am (UTC)