Summer wine

Nu mai tin minte daca te-am vazut prima data intr-o primavara sau daca era vara atunci cand ne-am cunoscut. Nu mai tin minte decat ca te-am placut din prima clipa si ca a trecut atat de mult de atunci!!!

Stiu ca acum, ascultand melodia aceasta, gandul mi-a fugit la tine. Si la Brunello. Brunello di Montalcino ;)…

My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak / I tried to get up but I couldn’t find my feet… When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes / My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size… Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time / And I will give to you summer wine / Mmm-mm summer wine…


πŸ˜‰

Ra

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9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. andrei bogdan
    Aug 25, 2010 @ 23:28:50

    Stiu de undeva aceasta privire. Revin cand imi dau seama. πŸ™‚

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  2. andrei bogdan
    Aug 27, 2010 @ 11:12:19

    Ba da. Mi-am dat seama, dar am decis sa fiu egoist cu acel gand. πŸ™‚

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  3. andrei bogdan
    Aug 30, 2010 @ 11:56:59

    Iti plac senzatiile tari? N-as fi crezut asta despre cineva care merge cu scuterul prin Bucuresti si ii place sa zboare. πŸ˜›

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  4. andrei bogdan
    Aug 30, 2010 @ 13:43:49

    hey, no need for name-calling! πŸ˜‰

    Reply

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