7 luglio 2006 moriva Syd Barrett
capitan harlock
pussy willow that smiled on this leaf?
When I was alone you promised the stone from your heart
my head kissed the ground
I was half the way down, treading the sand
please, please, lift a hand
I'm only a person whose armbands beat
on his hands, hang tall
won't you miss me?
Wouldn't you miss me at all?
p.s. ciao ng.
Huyg
Ciao Carle'.
Grazie per il promemoria.
Che bello 'sto testo...
zero.the.hero
> Oh where are you now
brr... ho il magone. grazie!
Seldon
> Oh where are you now
:같
> p.s. ciao ng.
Ciao Carlo e ciao a tutti.
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Svarion
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.