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Don't cry. Say "Fuck you" and smile! =)

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# Enviado el domingo 25 de octubre de 2009 10:40

Modificado el domingo 25 de octubre de 2009 10:51

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Perdre son amour,
C'est perdre sa raison d'avancer ..





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# Enviado el miércoles 17 de junio de 2009 02:09

Hate today, no love for tomorrow

Hate today, no love for tomorrow
Pix : Greenfield Festival <3
She reads a book from across the street,
Waiting for someone that she'll never meet.
Talk over coffee for an hour or two,
She wonders why I'm always in a good mood.
Killin' time before she struts her stuff,
She needs support and I've become the crutch.
She'll never know how much she means to me.
I'd play the game but I'm the referee.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we've endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

Even though I know what I'm lookin' for,
She's got a brick wall behind her door.
I'd travel time and confess to her,
But I'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we've endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds,
I think I found a flower in a field of weeds.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don't belong to me.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds,
I think I found a flower in a field of weeds.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don't belong to me.
This flower don't belong to me.
Why could she belong to me?

Every word, every thought every sound.
Every touch, every smile, every frown.
All the pain we've endured until now.
All the hope that I lost you have found.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we've endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?

(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask.

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# Enviado el lunes 08 de junio de 2009 09:20

Modificado el miércoles 12 de agosto de 2009 09:52

Le reste ce sont des ombres, le reste .. c'est un secret


"Les sentiments se meurent en une longue agonie
Le coeur perd une à une ses esperances
Comme l'arbre ses feuilles

Jusqu'à ce qu'un jour il n'y en est plus
Plus d'espoir
Il ne reste plus rien."

[Mémoires d'une geisha]

Le reste ce sont des ombres, le reste .. c'est un secret
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# Enviado el martes 21 de abril de 2009 11:07

Modificado el lunes 29 de junio de 2009 12:09