Don't know why, we first met
In cold old London, down by the Thames
We were sacred, and slowly fell in love
Oh but I just let you go
We were made for each other
Was I too young to dream
You said something that gave me butterflies
Life's a treasure, but love's so unkind
So please be careful, with this heart of mine
Ohh that I just let you go
You were my every moment
Was I too young to dream
What fool I was, what a damn fool I was
So blind I couldn't see, yeah
Now I'm getting older, and the girls are getting younger
Maybe it's too late for me
I still wonder, where you are each night
Staring at the moonlight with a new man by your side
You were beautiful in every human way
Oh so why did I let you go
Cold old London
Cold old London
Ooh, ooh, ooh
We were made for each other (for each other)
Was I too young to dream (too young to dream)
Aš sau galvoju: hm, reikės kažkada man šį mėnesį The Reticent įkelt į music'ą. Paminėjau vakar vakare komentare grupę, šiandien ryte žiūriu, jau yra. Dėkui Alvydai, esat greitis!
Kita vertus, pono retorika prie tam tikrų dainų kaip "Kokie 90% dainos š", "Kažkoks židišks mīžals" ir "Š...klasika...vempt norisi" yra tiesiog nemaloni ir nepagarbi. Kritika - ok, nepagrįstas varymas riebiais žodžiais jau ne ok.
O viešpatie, kokia tragedija, žmogus 9 kartą per TRYLIKĄ METŲ pasiūlė tą pačią dainą. Aš suprantu, kai per trumpą laiką ten tą pačią dainą kiša ir kiša, nervuot gali pradėt, bet čia tai labai normalu. Aš pats greičiausiai taip elgiuos.