Question

otoño poemas en ingles

Answer 1

Respuesta:

Shrouded in golden leaves,

we wait.

The world doesn’t end at sunset

and only dreams

limit themselves to things.

Through a labyrinth of blank hours

time leads us on

as autumn falls

over our house, our patio.

Shrouded in a relentless fog

we wait, we wait:

nostalgia means to live without remembering

the word we are made of.

Answer 2

Respuesta:

One is orange    Two is brown   Three is yellow    On the ground

Three are green  Two bright read    One just fell   Upon my head

Explicación:

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