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Sunday, August 5, 2007
Thaïs
Let me completely stir myself out, until a big and empty hole allows me to BE.
Written on May, 1995, in Panama City, Republic of Panama EDILBERTO GONZÁLEZ-TREJOS
Songo this is beyond words. I so know what is meant here.
ReplyDeleteThe music also happens to be one of my favorite operas.
Thank you for this beautiful tanka.
Yeah! Few words which ´d go beyond words... And Maestro Fritz Kreisler´s performance is also beyond words!
ReplyDeleteThe rest is for our spirits to figure out