Romantic Street
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Time passes
Time passes
My Monsignor
Therefore let we together
Go out
My Monsignor.
You see there are
Old centuries walking
Round.
This night
In the deserted streets
They walk mourning
Silently.
The town sleeps and we
And shrouds and
Centuries
Round the sleeping town
Go round and round.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş