All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
İhanete ve alçaklığa kayıtsız kalamayacağını biliyordum.
YanıtlaSilmuthis bir ilk baslik acmisim, resme baktikca tuylerim diken diken oluyor.
YanıtlaSilİlk başlık o kadar iyi ki yeni başlık açamıyorum.
YanıtlaSilAll that is gold does not glitter,
YanıtlaSilNot all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
kusursuz bi başlangıç.
YanıtlaSil