Обсуждение:Шесть струн (Лорка/Самаев)

<poem> The Six Strings

The guitar makes dreams weep. The sobs of souls lost escapes from its round mouth. And like a tarantula, it weaves a large star to ensnare the sighs floating in its black wooden cistern

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