Good

 

Why she said the good word?

Love?

Why she´s saying these good things?

Is there love or leisure? 

The sense of things, of words and acts.

Ravage?

A touch of devastation in the air.

The voices of angels and demons.

The wars of the four winds are ravaging the field trees and writing words on papers.

Fallen thoughts, fallen angels, fallen leaves.

Peace or war?

Heaven

Tatu Girls RU

NGR

Don't talk to the pilot When he's flyin' Don't smile at the soldier He's on parade Don't come creeping round, you'll Catch me cryin' No more talkin' 'bout it It's all been said You drawn such a fine line baby Learnin' all the rules Why don't ya read between them sometimes You won't look such a fool Why don't you read the book, why don't you read the book Why don't you read the book, why don't you read the book Why show all your aces To the gambler If he calls your hand You're gonna lose Don't trust first impressions Of a stranger Private information's Just tellin' tales You draw such a fine line baby Learnin' all the rules Why don't ya read between them sometimes You won't look such a fool Why don't you read the book, why don't you read the book Why don't you read the book, why don't you read the book You draw such a fine line baby Learnin' all the rules Why don't ya read between them sometimes You won't look such a fool Why don't you read the book, why don't you read the book Why don't you read the book, why don't you read the book

Round about midnight I feel the chill closin' in Living my stage fright I need the sun to begin tomorrow Thinking 'bout my life And all the changes she made And when she went running out All the colors fade - to midnight What a bad week I've had There's rain on the window What a bad week I'm sad There's rain on my window Will I be staying Or am I moving in Am I still standing I've gotta wait - she's choosing * What a bad week I've had There's rain on the window What a bad week I'm sad There's rain on the window When the sun comes up It dries that rain on the window When the sun comes up It dries that rain on the window When the sun comes up It dries that rain on the window

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their program job show

stupid and forced clowns job

magic science brown soak 

Poo

A bullshit

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