गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
With a longing upward and out,
To meet those rosy slopes,
And explode into them
Before they erode:
The failing time flattens out
Like the optimism of the old,
Whose tribulation has become rosy.
My star could crest
Parabolic
Over the etched stream
And its etching.
