Stray Birds 119
The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, “I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.”
— Rabindranath Tagore
夜轻吻逝去的白昼，在他耳旁低语：“我是死亡，你的母亲。我将给予你新生。” - Don't Panic!
The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, “I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.”
— Rabindranath Tagore
夜轻吻逝去的白昼，在他耳旁低语：“我是死亡，你的母亲。我将给予你新生。” - Don't Panic!