| kwaka kwala |
[Jan. 25th, 2011|09:29 am] |
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хотел стать ледоколом, но просто наломал дров |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|10:45 am] |
tāds rēns un mierīgs ataust rīts, un amsteļdambis miglā tīts
rīta elpošana ar Keivu un Ellisu:
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighing up of truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie |
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| the moon is a cold chiseled dagger, sharp enough to draw blood from a stone |
[Jan. 25th, 2011|11:11 am] |
Tomiņš turpina dentālo tēmu.
Black Wings
Take an eye for an eye
Take a tooth for a tooth
Just like they say in the Bible
Never leave a trace or forget a face
Of any man at the table
When the moon is a cold chiseled dagger
Sharp enough to draw blood from a stone
He rides through your dreams on a coach
And horses and the fence posts
In the midnight look like bones |
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| who shall i save; please call me |
[Jan. 25th, 2011|12:15 pm] |
jā, jā, echoes.
uz skaitu trīs, grupa HŪ bai ze faijer. |
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