And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream

Tams Vēcs, Tajms

šodien gribēju draugiem noskaitīt no 1 līdz 10 vjetnamiski, bet aizmirsu, kā ir 8.
tagad man mnemōnikā ir Tams Veits, kas dzidrā krievu valodā rāda TAM, ar kāpjošo toni, atbildot uz jautājumu, kur guļ bezgalība.