Майор Вихрь
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In honor of Cash's birthday, I want to share a picture that, in my opinion, symbolizes the celebration in our modest Haven, the direct successor to the Tavern, which is depicted in the image. A modest bar counter, not too many visitors. At the same time, everything is completely flooded; it's just a flood. However, this doesn't bother anyone; on the contrary, it's even more interesting and fun. ;)
Cash, congratulations again! :)
Cash, congratulations again! :)
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
