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Òåìà: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 12:55 
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Ïèøó òåêñòû ïåñåí íà àíãëèéñêîì ÿçûêå. Ìîãó ïåðåâåñòè ëþáóþ ïåñíþ íà àíãëèéñêèé. Åñëè èíòåðåñíî, çâîíèòå: 926-30-92

All lights were out fight
In Northern capital’s street light
You’re far away, without me
You fly like bird in clear night
On wings a soft decline of day
You’ll bring to me from dream
I will await you as before
In loving city made of stream.

Falling asleep without you
I think about just of it
Why do you keep me off again
Away from you and from the meet
And through the skylight in the heart
A cold of years winds parting pain
And you are out of my life
The hands are tied and it’s in vain.

On dwelling roofs, such dull and grey
We fed the doves with tears of pray
We dreamt to be together all the day
Away from men and noisy city stray
Stay with me like wingless angel… Don’t go away…
A step in space, in nine-floor empty space
Forget that day when people’s lives you play
You know, in real life love is copying the men

Hearing her voice, so soft and sweet
Birds were singing from the heart of streets
And together dreaming, you and me, forgive…
But there is the pulse that gives us life…

When dreaming, dreaming hard, you’re feeling cold and pain
But I’m dead…
I wonna be with her again…

And real love is hard explained, we can’t explain it when we say
But all the same, we’ll love, we’ll love again
Afraid to stay behind the gates of heaven
And embracing me in space, in streets so cold and wild
Please, strain me to your heart… Don’t cry…
We have the time to say good-bye.
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Òåìà: Re: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 13:52 
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áëèí, ÿ ïîçâîíèë, òðóáêó âçÿë Ñåðãåé Ñèäåëüíèêîâ
ÿ ñêàçàë ÷òî Òàòüÿíà ìíå î÷åíü áëèçêà è ÿ õîòåë áû ñ íåé ïîñîòðóäíè÷àòü,
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íå çâîíèòå áîëüøå íèêòî, íå ëîìàéòå ñåìüè
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Òåìà: Re: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 14:02 
Ñàíêò-Ïåòåðáóðã


Î, Áîæå, êàê æå ïðèÿòíî:))) âñòðåòèòü çíàêîìûå ëèöà:))) Äàæå çäåñü ïðîõîäó íå äàåòå:))) Óìíûå ëþäè íà òâîé áðåä âíèìàíèÿ íå îáðàòÿò:) ×åðòîâñêè ïðèÿòíî:)))
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Òåìà: Re: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 14:04 
ïëàòôîðìà Ïëàíåðíàÿ


>âñòðåòèòü çíàêîìûå ëèöà:)))

Òàíÿ ìåíÿ çà ñâîåãî áûâøåãî ïðèíÿëà :199:
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Òåìà: Re: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 14:05 
Ñàíêò-Ïåòåðáóðã


Äà ëàäíî:)))) ÿ âðîäå òðåçâàÿ, âñåõ áûâøèõ ïîìíþ
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Òåìà: Re: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 14:08 
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Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 14:10 



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Òåìà: Re: Ïèøó íà àíãëèéñêîì... "Love is copying ..."
Âðåìÿ: 11.03.2014 14:10 
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