that shadow there by the gate, who was that there standing guard It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits, and ideas are like stars Ideas are like stars
that shadow there by the gate? Who was that there standing guard? It was only loneliness and loneliness waits And ideas are like stars, ideas are like stars
Vertimas: Mary Carpenter Chapin. Idėjos yra tarsi žvaigždės.