Viss, shonedeelj nedariishu neko. Nekaadi Pulkvezhi un nekaadi Kakji. Ja gribat mani satikt, brauciet ciemos!:)
Vakar arii aktiivi sekoju shim principam, Pulcinja vietaa izveeloties 5u stundu ilgu baudu gultaa ar organisko kjiimiju. Kas shonakt buus mans uzticamais gultas biedrs?:)

varbuut fizika un anglju valoda?:)

Ir patieshaam smiekliigi noraudziities uz neizpratnee izshkjobiitajaam sejaam, kas taa vien veelas jautaat: what the fuck?, peec divu gadu paartraukuma redzot mani arvien biezhaak pavadot laiku kopaa ar to, ko par bijusho sauc:)

Cik savaadi, ka ienaakot kaadam citam Tavaa dziivee, ieprieksheejais taa vienkaarshi zaudee savu noziimi. Un vairs nav svariigi gandriiz nekas no taa, par ko agraak biji gatavs nez ko atdot. Nu, ja - taada taa dziive ir:)

P.S. Jauki, ka PV par mani shitaa ir padomaajushi, dodot shai dziesmai tieshi taadu nosaukumu:)

End of the third round
As I put the phone down
Chasing the same lines
Over the old ground
I'm pushing zero
Where s my hero
He's out there somewhere
Left of the middle
And your world falls down
And you're there calling out
But it's something I can't say
Though it seems the only way
But it's a game that I can't play - not today

I got my ticket
Find I got a straight road
But I'm passing the same signs
Over and over
And my world falls down
And I'm there calling out
But it's something I cant say
Though it's the only way
But it's a game that I can't play - not today

I need to tell you
Trying to get through
It's not always easy
Left of the middle