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Jul. 9th, 2003 | 12:15 pm
From:: kruts
Atgiežamies pie pirmsākumiem. Visādā nozīmē.
Bērnības mūzika. Uzdzen nostaļģinju, st.imentu...
I'm playing with fire,
And not getting burned....
I may not know what you're going through.
But time is the space,
Between me and you.
There is a light through that window.
Hold on say yes, while people say no
(..)
When nothing else matters.
I just don't know what's got into me.
It's just a prayer for the dying.
For the dying.
Ir vērtības, kas nekad nezudīs.
Bērnības mūzika. Uzdzen nostaļģinju, st.imentu...
I'm playing with fire,
And not getting burned....
I may not know what you're going through.
But time is the space,
Between me and you.
There is a light through that window.
Hold on say yes, while people say no
(..)
When nothing else matters.
I just don't know what's got into me.
It's just a prayer for the dying.
For the dying.
Ir vērtības, kas nekad nezudīs.