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Ir tādi vakari, kad grāmatas nelasās, filmas neskatās un sarunas nevedās.
Tad nekas cits neatliek, kā vien sameklēt kādu saldsērīgu dziesmu, uziet tās lirikus un mežonīgā basā ar ausīm uz ausīm vilkt līdzi...
Maybe there's a God above, and all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And its not a cry you can hear at night, its not somebody who's seen the light, its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah
Un tagad īpaši izjusti:
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--jah
Jēziņ, kā man riebjas rudens.Skan: Rufus Wainwright - Hallelujah |
