domingo, 10 de maio de 2009

Nothing Gold Can Stay

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.

Robert Frost

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Unknown Soldier disse...

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I`ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We`ll walk in the fields of gold
We`ll walk in the fields of gold

Sting in "Fields of Gold"