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    Прочтений: 0 Посещений: 2121 Дата публикации: 30.1.2007 Изначально это было задумано как песня. О девушке. О звезде. One of the thousands of stars becomes dead... Her name was Ann, but they called her Lory. Lory Tylor from the highest sky. Simple plot but not a love story. And she left to come back tonight. She used to be always found Sitting close to the coldest sun. With a noise of a terrible sound On her lips. And it seemed to be fun. There’s no need to make any conclusions Sitting near the coldest sun. Killing softly all her illusions She was glad, she was having fun. Her name was Ann, and she was so pale Among stars on somebody’s hand Telling thousands of nightmares and tales Lory melt among golden sands. So she left. Disappeared. Vanished. Staying forever in somebody’s mind With an eyes and lips of a Spanish And her voice…so gentle…so mild… Ваше мнение:
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Solodka Darysia - Her name was Ann...
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