An English House

Ja, det gikk bra…

An English House
Could never be warm
When autumn has waned
And winter is born

Single-glazed windows
Won’t keep the draft
Away for long

Watching birds
And aeroplanes
Crossing the sky
And out of my frame

Evening sounds
From Hauntsie Lane
To which I am drawn
Mmmm…

An English House
Could never be warm
When autumn has waned
And winter is born

Single-glazed windows
Won’t keep the draft
Away for long

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