Tursaydie.
In C major (oboe).
.
The sharp winter’s wind blows.
Without a care or a soul.
Up high and deep low.
To the shelter, the feet go.
.
Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Tursaydie.
In C major (oboe).
.
The sharp winter’s wind blows.
Without a care or a soul.
Up high and deep low.
To the shelter, the feet go.
.
Reflections from the Mediterranean.