Sara Teasdale - The Wind

Sara Teasdale - The Wind

A wind is blowing over my soul, br I hear it cry the whole night through -- br Is there no peace for me on earth br Except with you? br br Alas, the wind has made me wise, br Over my naked soul it blew, -- br There is no peace for me on earth br Even with you.


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Views: 31

Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:29

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