الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
I wait in hope of every day
That changes come as changes may
With every fear that I allay.
I have a horror of this place
Yet I'm accustomed to its face
And I am safe within its maze
But you leave me nothing in my home town
And now you want to pull us down,
But I can hope, and I can pray, and I will stay
I traced my way from bluebell hill
