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Jūnijs 13., 2005
21:48
ārā mākoņi rietumpusē ir krēmkrāsā. tik ļoti gribas tur.
un putni dzied "Lilac Wine".
I lost myself on a cool damp night, Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight, Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree, Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see, and be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think, Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because I brings me back you...
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
Isn't that she coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where's my love?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love...
un es vēl nekad nebiju mr Bakliju redzējusi tik skaistu kā mr A. Korbīna bildē.
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