четверг, 1 марта 2012 г.

vår


I never thought about you this winter; I never thought 'bout you this spring
But now when the summer is here I never thought I'd think about you again
You smoke like a young... Your flower is in your hair
When you were always to late, I still waited for you in this sweet summer air

So I wonder my love are you still in vallda? Like 10 summers ago...
I wonder my love are you still in vallda? Like 10 summers ago...

Someday i know we'll meet again but I said that every summer
and every summer is the summer closer further away from you...

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