Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of blue
St. Anne's skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of limelights
The fans of Santa Ana are withering
And you can't deny the living is easy
If you never look behi
Bad Religion Sorrow Lyrics
Father, can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born,
And all the sorrow in this world...
Let me take you to the hearding ground,
Where all good men
XAAAAAAAAAA XA XA XA Xaaaaaaaaa е па на тва ако не му викате простотия, на кво друго ще му викате бе!? Тия американци стават от тъпи по-тъпи! И за всичко това е виновен единствено... Джордж Буш!!! :-D
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lubimata mi peseeen!tolkova mn q obi4am!!!!neveroqtna e!unikalna,velika!tva e nai-hubaviq tekst na sveta,obojavam q!slu6am q vseki den,prostoooo....ne moga da se sdurja da ne zakre6tq na taq pesen!
zna4i mnogo,opredeleno ima smisu
naistina ne sa...dori gi gledah na edin fest v shtatite,kydeto 2/3 ot grupite bqha ebati smeshnicite,a da ne spomenavam prisystvashtite,prosto mi stana super jalko da gi vidq v takava sreda....na emoto i tem podobni.