The birds, they sang
At the break of day
Start again, I heard them say
Don’t dwell on what has passed away
Or what is yet to be.
Yeah, the wars
They will be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
Bought and sold and bought again
The dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
Felice Domenica Amico Mio 🙂
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Anche tu, Bella 🙂
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Love this.
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Thanks Miriam. 🙂
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I have always been a fan of Leonard Cohen. Beautiful! I love the light in the image -and the crack that lets light in!
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Thanks Cybele, me too.
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Much appreciated.
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Thank you.
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Such great post ma’am💕
Thank you for follow me and appreciate me.
Have a good day ma’am:)
Morning from Pakistan
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You’re welcome and thank you. 🙂
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🙂
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smiling
at the
crack 🙂
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🙂
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Monsieur Cohen forever… ❤
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pour toujours. 🙂
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Ahh such an amazing poet/songwriter. He will be missed.
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Indeed.
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