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---{ domenica, novembre 07, 2004 }---
Mano sul cuore.
Tirare su con il naso a The girl who lives on heaven hill. Preoccuparsi durante I apologize e con il palmo della mano darsi delle grosse sberle sulla tempia per rinsavire, ma è tutto inutile. Lasciare scorrere, cercando i fazzoletti. Piangere su Celebrated summer. Love and hate was in the air, like pollen from a flower Somewhere in April time, they add another hour I guess I'd better think up a way to spend my time Just when I'm ready to sit inside, it's summer time Should I go fishing or get a friend to hang around It's back to summer, back to basics, hang around Getting drunk out on the beach, or playing in a band And getting out of school meant getting out of hand Was this your celebrated summer? Was that your celebrated summer? Then the sun disintegrates between a wall of clouds I summer where I winter at, and no one is allowed there Do you remember when the first snowfall fell When summer barely had a snowball's chance in Hell? posted by milo @ 10:27 PM 0 commenti |
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YOUR EMOTIONS MAKE YOU A MONSTER
:: Dürrenmatt "La promessa" 
