<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576444" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ghosts Of The Bunurong</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the sand dunes at Powlett river in the dead of the night<br>Dark shadows are moving in the faint moonlight<br>The Ghosts of the Bunurong dance their Corroborees<br>In a circle they jig to the music of the breeze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as they dance they sing an old Dreamtime song<br>This Country to their spirits always belong<br>When white people are sleeping the black tribes come out<br>And they sing on the sand dunes as they dance about.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old ghosts of the Dreamtime have not gone away<br>Like the frogmouths they hide from the bright lamp of day<br>But on the stroke of midnight they come out from the trees<br>And they dance on the sand by the southern seas.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ghosts of the Bunurong they have not died<br>They dance in the moonlight on the beach at low tide<br>And by old Powlett river their old Countryside<br>At dawn they return to their old trees to hide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the bright lamp of day but on the stroke of midnight<br>They dance on the sand dunes in the faint moonlight<br>And to the music of the breeze they sing their Dreamtime song<br>This Country to their spirits always belong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576444" data-title="The Ghosts Of The Bunurong de Francis Duggan" data-description="On the sand dunes at Powlett river in the dead of the night Dark shadows are moving in the faint moonlight The Ghosts of the Bunurong dance their Corroborees In a circle they jig to the music of the breeze. And as they dance they sing an old Drea..."></div> </div> </div>

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