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..it will never be the same.

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So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

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And I'm only here
To bring you free love
Let's make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

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"I feel loved"

304

...So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes...

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Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so..
I love him so..

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"So,
So you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from Pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell
And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for chains?

And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?"

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Ты нужна мне - ну что еще?
Ты нужна мне - это все, что мне отпущено знать;
Утро не разбудит меня, ночь не прикажет мне спать;
И разве я поверю в то, что это может кончиться.. вместе с сердцем?

Ты нужна мне - дождь пересохшей земле;
Ты нужна мне - утро накануне чудес.
Это вырезано в наших ладонях, это сказано в звездах небес;
Как это полагается с нами - без имени.. и без оправданья...

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Zen-freidism_ написал(а):

I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so..
I love him so..

Знали бы вы, как это точно...
Спасибо)

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empty spaces - what are we living for?

310

Она бредовая,она неверная,
и от бессонницы когда-нибудь
наверное с ума сойдет,
но я люблю её.
Она тигровая,она пещерная,
и я убью её когда-нибудь
наверное под новый год,
и воскрешу её.

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"How I wish, how I wish you were here...
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish boat
Year after year.
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
Same old fears...
Wish you were here."

Благодарю вас, Степан Богданыч.

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Volopas написал(а):

Благодарю вас, Степан Богданыч.

Благодарю Вас.

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When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

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skeleton написал(а):

..Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

Аллилуйя!
Свершилось.
Благодарю Вас.

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Is there anybody goin` to listen to my story?

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Voodoo Child написал(а):

Is there anybody goin` to listen to my story?

I will follow you...

317

I'll follow the sun

318

Рыжая написал(а):

I'll follow the sun

You can win if you want

319

This is the end,
Beautiful friend.
This is the end,
My only friend, the end.

320

you'd better stop before you tell me all apart...

321

wish you were here...

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Voodoo Child написал(а):

Is there anybody goin` to listen to my story?

Where do I begin?
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love he brings to me
Where do I start?

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"neverending story"

324

I must be mad thinking I'll be remembered.
Yes, I must be out of my head.
Look at your blank faces. My name will mean nothing
Ten minutes after I'm dead.
One of you denies me.
One of you betrays me.

325

Ancient Lady,
Save Our City.

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all we need is love...

327

...
An ocean of silence
Is drowning your heart
What never should be
Will remain in the dark

Poor little girl
There is no one
You can trust in the world
In the darkness of the night
What he's doing is a crime.

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Sweet little child
You know nothing
But a cold world outside
You're too young too realize
What he wants from you tonight
She is daddy's girl
Daddy's girl

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Друг, повернись ко ине спиной,
Брось эти дамские привычки,
люблю твоих лопаток звон,
их бисерные перемычки.

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There's a feeling I get when I look to the west.
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thougts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.


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