Žinutė #81
Rugpjūčiais Žemė kaip tik kerta kažkurį kosminių dulkių debesį, kaip ir minėjo Elfhild. Tik taip iš galvos neatgaminu, kurį.
And the strings crescendo like the sunrise in the sky
The percussion section thunders like the storm clouds in their wonder up on high
The brass is roaring like the mighty ocean’s tide
Creation is music, and music is creation
Nai i cala Eruo siluva tielyasse...
The percussion section thunders like the storm clouds in their wonder up on high
The brass is roaring like the mighty ocean’s tide
Creation is music, and music is creation
Nai i cala Eruo siluva tielyasse...
