lyriikoita jälleen, haukkukaa vain ennalta-arvattavaksi. x)
There was a boy
a very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far
very far
over land and sea
A little shy
and sad of eye
was he
And then one day
a macig day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
fools and kings
this he said to me:
The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
is just to love
and be loved
in return.
The French are glad to die...
For love.
They delight in fighting duels.
But I prefer a man who lives...
And gives expensive...
Jewels.
Moulin Rougea jälleen, minkäs sille mahtaa jos saa vaikutteita? o_O
Harri<3<3<3