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uztveres variācijas -
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man jau Filips Glāss liekas īstens melanholijas krusstēvs. varbūt pat papucis.
jā, tāpēc sveros uz emocionāli neitrālāko ambienta tēvu - īno. lai gan kopā ar j.cale - spining away no albuma wrong way up ir diezgan smeldze.
"..I have no idea exactly what I've drawn Some kind of change, some kind of spinning away With every single line moving further out in time And now as the pale moon rides (in the stars) Her form in my pale blue lines (in the stars) And there, as the world rolls round (in the stars) I draw, but the lines move round (in the stars) There, as the great wheels blaze (in the stars) I draw, but my drawing fades (in the stars) And now, as the old sun dies (in the stars) I draw, and the four winds sigh (in the stars)" |
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