30 marzo 2007

La Rosa de Tralee (V)

The cool shades of evening their mantle were spreading,
And Mary all smiling was listening to me.
The moon through the valley her pale rays was shedding,
When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee.

(Las sombras frescas del atardecer se iban extendiendo,
y Mary, sonriéndome radiante, me escuchaba.
Su luz clara, a través del valle, la luna iba apagando,
cuando conquisté el corazón de la Rosa de Tralee).

(Imagen obtenida de: Pointie.com)

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