(also a repost)
O meu lado pornógrafo
(ou a esperança vã de ludibriar internautas incautos que gostam de utilizar o google)
e agora um de W.B. Yeats
A Drinking Song
by W.B. Yeats
WINE comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
by W.B. Yeats
WINE comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
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