Червеното знаме или какво не знае едно дете на прехода

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Вятър

Щастието е избор!
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

Андреско Гарибалди

And we slowly come undone
waiting for the king that never come

chocolate_fairy

A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs to a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face

Вятър

Кое хубаво и какво ви кефи, аз не изтрих ли съдържанието ???
Щастието е избор!
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

Вятър

Щастието е избор!
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

chocolate_fairy

Темата е хубава.

Сега ме хвана яд, че си изтрила текста в тематаж :p
A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs to a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face

Вятър

 :p С възрастта усещанията за "твърде лично" взеха да се променят :) Може би душевния ми ексхибиционизъм вече не е чак толкова наложителен за егото ми. Някак минавам и без коментари :))) Ако държиш мога да ти го покажа някой път.
Щастието е избор!
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

chocolate_fairy

Тогава се надявам да го прочета един ден, стига да не е нещо наистина прекалено лично. В такъв случай ще се съобразя с съображенията ти.

Хайде, усмивки  :)
A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs to a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face