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Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?
[2x]
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Ooh, ooh ooh
And I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray, oh my god do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?
[2x]
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
Дезинформируем?
Если небо красно вечером, моряку боятся нечего
Если красно поутру, моряку не по нутру.
Такого же мнения и англичане придерживаются:
“Red sky at night, sailor's delight. Red sky in morning, sailor's warning”
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Любой (бля) поэт любому (нах бля) политику отвесит каких угодно люлей всегда.
ЗЫ.
Так што не злите поэтов.
Пока разбегайтесь, чтоб не накрыло. Пара минут есть.
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?
[2x]
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Ooh, ooh ooh
And I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray, oh my god do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?
[2x]
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
(А не к революции, как убеждены некоторые)
Зы. Обои на.
Если небо красно вечером, моряку боятся нечего
Если красно поутру, моряку не по нутру.
Такого же мнения и англичане придерживаются:
“Red sky at night, sailor's delight. Red sky in morning, sailor's warning”
Где сейчас тепло и даже жарко?
Шатун охраняет.
У меня для этого специяльно обученные товарищи существуют, — партизаны.
Пароль -"Нахнагель"
Отзыв: " Нахфогель"
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