Spring Sorrow - Rupert Brooke/John Ireland
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- Опубликовано: 26 окт 2024
- All suddenly the wind comes soft,
And Spring is here again;
And the hawthorn quickens with buds of green,
And my heart with buds of pain.
My heart all Winter lay so numb,
The earth so dead and frore,
That I never thought the Spring would come,
Or my heart wake anymore.
But Winter's broken and earth has woken,
And the small birds cry again;
And the hawthorn hedge puts forth its buds
And my heart puts forth its pain.
Lovely 🥰
playing and singing those poly-rhythms at the same time is so hard!!! you're amazing!!!!!
Much appreciated! 🙏💙
An angel coming down to share with us the beauty of singing! THANKS 🙌
Thanks for your kind words Jeid!
Very good video. Love it. Best wishes for a wonderful day.
thank you! so glad you enjoyed it, same to you!
Beautiful ♥️♥️♥️
🙏💙😌