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Hold me close, don't fear my body. The flesh is weak, in need of touching.
Your hands are hungry for want of knowing.
Your eyes are closed, but still they're showing.
Light the white flags of surrender.
The war is over, the battle's ended.
Like the snowflake in my hand that's melting,
Can't you feel my love?
Can't? Can't you feel my love?
Waiting to be touched? Can't you feel my love?
Like the sky touches the sea, arising, we will be.
Can't you feel my love?
In my arms no fear of falling - we can share my gravity.
See how time will stop forever,
The moment that our eyes do meet.
Light the white flags of surrender.
The war is over, the battle's ended.
Like the snowflake in my hand that's melting,
Can't you feel my love?
Can't? Can't you feel my love?
Waiting to be touched? Can't you feel my love?
Like the moon touches the sun, an eclipse then we'll be gone.
Can't you feel my love?
Capture my senses.
Ravage my perception.
Take me! Take me! Away! Away! Love!
Hold me close, don't fear my body. The flesh is weak, in need of touching.
Your hands are hungry for want of knowing.
Your eyes are closed, but still they're showing.
Light the white flags of surrender.
The war is over, the battle's ended.
Like the snowflake in my hand that's melting,
Can't you feel my love?
Can't? Can't you feel my love?
Waiting to be touched? Can't you feel my love?
Like the sky touches the sea, arising, we will be.
Can't you feel my love?
Love, can't you feel my love?
Can't you feel my love? Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Can't you? Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
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dodał: Administrator
czytano: 1986 razy
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Fragment na dzis:
Liroy : Moja autobiografia
I
Minęło 27 lat od kiedy przyszedłem na świat
71 rocznik - Kielce
moje miasto, moja mała ojczyzna
zajebista
to jest oczywista sprawa
mój dom to pocieszki a pocieszki to zabawa
stary taka właśnie klima
czy lato czy zima, -
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deszcz czy słońce
zawsze tam było na maxi bez końca
od małego musiałem stawiać życiu czoła
podwórko, kumple to była dla mnie szkoła
stary
imprezy, kanciapy, godziny policyjne, wojny osiedlowe
niewinne dzieciństwo - stary zapo-
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mnij
nie jedna osoba jeszcze nie raz to wspomni
jak to było kiedy osiedle się bawiło
wspomnimy nie raz jak to wtedy stary było
II
Od dzieciństwa miałem tylko same problemy
ciągłe kłopoty ze szkołą
ojcem - bez ści....
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