songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …

the wind, moved like an echo, carrying their voices

Well some day I hope to find / That land of funny wine / Where the coffee grows on the wide oak trees / And those sugar coated mountaints in the spring begin to melt to sweetest stream / Reached night, the starlight and the sea / Together form eternity / And the wind moves like an echo / As the world drops all to sleep (Mandolin Orange)

posted: April 5, 2017
under: colour, pictures
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One Response to “the wind, moved like an echo, carrying their voices”

  1. Elaine- sagt:

    it’s windy here, sweetheart, i will go outside and shout your name :) lovely flower in such a cold environment… pretty picture, as always…

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