четверг, 16 сентября 2004
читать дальшеc днем рожденья, папа.
нам тебя очень не хватает...
Now you're gone
We're left to carry on
Though the night seems twice as long
And here within my heart
I don't feel very strong
But we will meet again
Now you're gone
We're left to carry on
In the wind I hear your song
With every passing hour
I'm feeling more alone
But we will meet again
Someday…
(с) Blackmore's night
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