07-05-2009, 03:09 PM
the career of our play brought us through the dark muddy lanes behind the houses where we ran the gauntlet of the rough tribes from the cottages, to the back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the ashpits, to the dark odorous stables where a coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook music from the buckled harness.
cümle cok uzun geldi çevirmem için yardım edermisiniz acilen lütfen
cümle cok uzun geldi çevirmem için yardım edermisiniz acilen lütfen