Our fearful trip is done
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
6 comments:
Riktigt najsa kläder!
Gillar din hatt!
snygging!
Men satans snygging! Ditt hår är helt fantastiskt efter klippningen.
spelar nån utav er mandolin? annars är jag nämligen intresserad av att köpa den, om den är till salu ;)
Cool katt!
Ååh du har så satans jävla cool stil :'D
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