Tol-Timpinen

There's a tempest in yon horned moon,
And lightning in yon cloud,
And hard the music, mariners,
The wind is piping loud;
The wind is piping loud, my boys!
The lightning flashes free,
While the hollow oak our palace is,
Our heritage the sea.

Monday, June 27, 2005

[Minitokyo Groups] � The-Mabudachi-Trio

[Minitokyo Groups] � The-Mabudachi-Trio

So sadly, sadly true...