Comfortably Numb. За винаги в сърцата ни! ЗА ВИНАГИ!Почина Рик Райт! RIP
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R.I.P.Естествената тъпота всеки път надминава изкуствения интелект.
CHE
Born Ernesto Guevara de la Serna 14 June 1928 Rosario, Argentina.
Executed by a US-trained Bolivian soldiers in La Higuera on 9 October 1967.
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CHE
Born Ernesto Guevara de la Serna 14 June 1928 Rosario, Argentina.
Executed by a US-trained Bolivian soldiers in La Higuera on 9 October 1967.
http://slackpack.net" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false; - What the Slack!?!
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Emo_Baltov
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Не знаейки какво е R.I.P. не обръщах внимание на нишката, но по-добре късно отколкото никога.
Нещо което се случва понякога да слушам няколко пъти на ден. По-добре си е в оригинал...
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Нещо което се случва понякога да слушам няколко пъти на ден. По-добре си е в оригинал...
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
WWW.RIFE.HIT.BG IT CAN BE DONE!
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