Who is singing the song in the wind?
Never mind!
A weathered hat,
tattered shoes,
the instrument resting
in the lap of love;
there is no music-hall,
no walls to resound with applause,
just a wired fence behind
and the pavement of cobbled stone.
Take the song or leave it behind;
do not stop; the singer is past the need for a penny.
Sushama Karnik
Never mind!
A weathered hat,
tattered shoes,
the instrument resting
in the lap of love;
there is no music-hall,
no walls to resound with applause,
just a wired fence behind
and the pavement of cobbled stone.
Take the song or leave it behind;
do not stop; the singer is past the need for a penny.
Sushama Karnik
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