sábado, 16 de enero de 2010

bob dylan - shelter from the storm

Suddenly I turned around and she was standing there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked to me so gracefully, and took my crown of thorns
"Come in," she said, "I'll give you, shelter from the storm" - Bob Dylan, Shelter from the storm (1976)

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