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Viernes, 07 de abril de 2006

Farewell To Tarwathie

Farewell to tarwathie adieu mormond hill and the dear land of crimmond i bid you farewell i'm bound off for greenland and ready to sail in hopes to find riches in hunting the whale Farewell to my comrades for a while we must part and likewise the dear lass who first won my heart the cold coast of greenland my love will not chill and the longer my absence more loving she'll feel Our ship is well rigged and she's ready to sail the crew they are anxious to follow the whale where the icebergs do float and the stormy winds blow where the land and the ocean is covered with snow The cold coast of greenland is barren and bare no see time nor harvest is ever known there and the birds here sing sweetly in mountain and dale but there's no bird in greenland to sing to the whale There is no habitation for a man to live there and the king of that country is the fierce greenland bear and there'll be no temptation to tarry long there with our ship under full we will homeward repair Farewell to tarwathie adieu mormond hill and the dear land of crimmond i bid you farewell i'm bound off for greenland and ready to sail in hopes to find riches in hunting the whale

Judy Collins

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Domingo, 09 de abril de 2006 | 23:08

"Una nutria espera a su amor y ve que lo acaban de asesinar.
Ha muerto a golpes de sin raz?n, s?lo quer?an su piel...
Y no entiende por qu? si ellos tienen piel matan por otra tener..."

Ojal? m?s personas estuviesen concienciadas del da?o que est?n haciendo... porque muchas lo saben y no les importa.

Un saludo, Lady