گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Listen, the wind is still,
And far away in the night
See! the uplands fill
With a running light.
Open the doors. it is warm;
And where the sky was clear
Look! the head of a storm
That marches here!
Come under the trembling hedge
Fast, although you fumble...
There! did you hear the edge
Of winter crumble
Open the doors. it is warm;
And where the sky was clear
Look! the head of a storm
That marches here!
