Alina Orlova - An island in the moon @ Москва, 15/12/11

«Центральный дом художника» Стихи из поэмы Уильяма Блэйка (William Blake) «An island in the moon». Leave O leave [me] to my sorrows, Here Ill sit & fade away; Till I’m nothing but a spirit, And I lose this form of clay. Then if chance along this forest Any walk in pathless ways, Thro’ the gloom he’ll see my shadow, Hear my voice upon the Breeze.