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27.03.2008
V mrazu se njegov obraz nekoliko spremeni. Ko sence padejo na njegove oči ravno toliko, da postane zamišljen, obupno privlačen, skorajda žalosten. Kaj bi delala? Bodiva romantično brezdelna ali kaotično smešna. Tako si podajava skrajnosti. V pogledih pa And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home For singing these tears Finally I’ve found that I belong here.
27.03.2008 ob '7:06 pm'
in sem našla asociacijo:
“Fields Of Gold”
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We’ll walk in the fields of gold
We’ll walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
28.03.2008 ob '8:11 am'
Ne razumem najbolje, a to je moj problem.
Dom je tam, kjer seksaš z ljubljenim.