We keep wandering arm in arm.
Twilight has begun to fall,
You are pensive and I keep still.
Let's go into a church---we will watch
A funeral, christenings, a marriage service,
Without looking at each other, we will leave...
What's wrong with us?
Or let's sit on the trampled snow
Of the graveyard, sighing lightly,
And with your walking stick you'll outline palaces
Where we will be together always.
1917
I think if they ever made a film of Anna's life that Meryl Streep should play her.
Currently listening to: Duet
