ArchiveJune 19, 2006

Tangerine – Led Zeppelin 

Measuring a summer’s day,
I only find it slips away to grey,
The hours, they bring me pain.
Tangerine, Tangerine,
Living reflection from a dream;
Noapte buna ;) 
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PS De maine sper sa ma apuc mai serios de scris (recenzii si serialul promis despre oameni pe care merita sa-i urasti-iubesti din tot sufletul).  

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