08.11.2014, 18:30
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мне это не нужно, да...
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Начала текст разбирать. Помогите, кто может, как говорится. 
Many sorrows I have seen,
But I don't regret, no will I forget
All returning road with me.
Night is now falling, so went this day,
The road is now calling, and I must away -
Over hill and under tree,
Through lands, where never light is shine,
By silver streams, that runs onto the sea.
To these memories I will go,
With your blessing I will go,
To turning last to pass, that we went home.
And ... where the road takes me,
I cannot tell,
We came on this way...
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...А что ещё нам остаётся? Творить! Смеяться! Побеждать! (с)
Even little Niggle in his old home could glimpse the Mountains far away, and they got into the borders of his picture; but what they are really like, and what lies beyond them, only those can say who have climbed them.
ОГЛАВЛЕНИЕ ТРЕДА Р. АРМИТИДЖА и ТОРИНА
Последний раз редактировалось Entwife; 08.11.2014 в 23:03.
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