Golden-rose sunset.
The sunset and the sonata in myself.
The unknown, them.
I stayed gold, until these days.
I kept on them.
I kept unknown, myself.
A sonata. Nocturne.
Steps on the bridge, and the sunset. The gold.
The field...
Something I can't forget.
The unknown, them.
I stayed gold, until these days.
I kept on them.
I kept unknown, myself.
A sonata. Nocturne.
Steps on the bridge, and the sunset. The gold.
The field...
Something I can't forget.
"Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."
Ouça Nalle - Nothing Gold Can Stay
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