When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.
