singing
Вот так случилось, мама, уезжаю,И счастье только с ним одним найду.Когда, когда пришла любовь, сама, сама не знаю,Позвал он, мама, и я за ним иду.
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posted by light will-o-z-wisp at
1:51 am
Summery Wine
Contentment eludes most of us. The awful thing about us is that we are always searching for smth better. Most of the time there isn’t anything better out there, but we drive ourselves crazy pursuing it, no matter what the challenge is.
March 08, 2008
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- mostly sad story
- and year more
- Rasin's birthday
- place where i ve been and place where i want to be
- party horrow (smth obviously happened)
- stories
- next days
- documentary "one day with A."
- u ve got what to add?
- Salzbourg, Barselona, Paris
About Me
- Name: light will-o-z-wisp
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land; And all those Spanish nights were fine, It wasn't only from the wine; It still seems all in hand.
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