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Mari_a:
Ah, Manfred, mi-ai stricat toata poezia! ;D
Mah, nu stiu, berea intra la drugs? Ca-n rest avem di tati, nu-mi mai lipseste decat sexul! ;D
Uite ce refren mi-a cantat mie a mea toata ziua! Pana m-am executat!
All I really want is money in my pocket
Cash in my hand yo
Skrilla in my wallet
janeta:
iaca , mari_a , cum vine rezolvarea : intai berea ,
apoi rock and roll
si , daca iti mai ramane timp si olecuta de...spinare , iaca si sexul
:D :D :D
Mari_a:
Pai... as incepe cu sfarsitul ;D
Ca berea ....pe care am baut-o... deja, hâc!
Iar rock and roll - ul nu se mai pune, ca asta curge garla zilnic!
Manfred:
Si ceva pentru ora asta tirzie...
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah
Manfred:
Wish you were here
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?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in a war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here
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