aņa delovejevna (![[info]](http://klab.lv/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} deloveja_kundze) rakstīja,@ 2011-09-02 10:25:00 |
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| Mūzika: | moloko - over and over |
| Entry tags: | citāts (mūzika), piezīme |
vienmēr, kad braucu prom, ir apmēram šitā. moloko - over and over uz repeat.
Since that day I wake up early
Every morning which is good
But my stomach's churning, call me,
It would be nice if you could
Some days I question
The suggestion
You might not exist at all
Can we meet and talk it over
Would you be kind enough to call
Every morning which is good
But my stomach's churning, call me,
It would be nice if you could
Some days I question
The suggestion
You might not exist at all
Can we meet and talk it over
Would you be kind enough to call
