ieraksts #2
Otrā diena ar journal'u!!! YES
Šodien ar Gunchu (Gundaru) esam rajona aviizē(http://www.sz.lv/sz/news/view_articles.php?cid=19&aid=5892)
viņš tikai kļūdas dēļ nosaukts par Gunti ... arī labi! (laikam)
Kā šodien jūtos?... klausos Jack Johnson un Edwin McCain un sapņoju...

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive and not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up in the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, remembered the thing you said