Sonnet 130
Storyboard Tekst
- My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
- If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head
- And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
- My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
Izrađeno više od 30 milijuna scenarija
Bez Preuzimanja, bez Kreditne Kartice i bez Prijave!
