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S kitara w ryce pred izhoda na metroto.
Peeshe Damien Rice.
I trygnahme.
~ I was crying over you I am smiling, I think of you ~
~ Ride the bike like it's onclear water . . . ~
Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own;and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave,it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easythat we can scarcely mark their progress.
~ The sun is melting over the hillsAll our roads are waitingTo be revealed ~