geologie – mineralen – fossielen – folklore
Nederlandse versie van dit artikel door hier te klikken There'll be bluebirds over The white cliffs of Dover Tomorrow Just you wait and see There'll be love and laughter And peace ever after Tomorrow When the world is free This is how Vera Lynn sang about the White Cliffs of Dover during the Second World… Lees verder The White Cliffs of Dover
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In… Lees verder Lest we forget
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