3 авг 2010
Sardam. Text
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I will put the stone the place i’ve seen you....
On my boat/road....
I will scretch the ugly face like a when you hear me play....
She was always talking to the creatures....
In my coat....
Never hiding they are naked it was written in the tale....
This is the place....
Where I can’t be loved....
When I was sitting on the window sill....
Like a weeping/stupid clown....
Feeling tapping of the rain....
Taking silence of the rain....
And be watching for the birds....
They’ve sing me fly....
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Wellcome to the bricky town....
I’m living silent ....
On the the chain....
When I forget you....
I forgive your storyteller showed me you’re in cave....
Rise up when you smell and know these are my folies....
Hipped on you ....
rinse out my body,....
Rinse out my bones....
Don’t afraid to steal a few....
