Yuzi bulut yoki tuman bilan to’silgan oy
The moon that is not shining bright
Daraxtlar va xira oy korinar edi Manba: Abdulla Qodiriy, Mehrobdan chayon |
Had I glided down the turret stairs at dead of night with only the pale moon's glance to light my way toward the priest hole in trembling hope of finding skeletal evidence of mayhem at the manor? Manba: Dorothy Cannell, Withering heights |