(Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas)
Getting close to seasons end
I heard somebody say
That it might never snow again
In England
Snow flakes in a new-born fist
Sledging on a hill
Are these things we'll never see
In England
We'll tell our children's children why
We grew so tall and reached so high
We left our footprints in the earth
And punched a hole right through the sky
We'll tell them how we changed the world
And how we tamed the sea
And seasons they will never know
In England
So watch the old world melt away
A loss regrets could never mend
You never miss it till it's gone
So say goodbye, say goodbye
We'll tell our children's children why
We grew so tall and reached so high
You never miss it till it's gone
So say goodbye, say goodbye
To seasons end
Puslapis yra pramoginis. Kalbinti jo narius galima ir reikia. Gaivinti ir plesti temas galima ir reikia. Apstu vietos saviraiskai ir idomioms mintims, pastebejimams, polemikai. Reikia kurybos fantazijos iniciatyvos entuziazmo idejuaktyvumo drasos.
Kai bus griezta atranka su tokiais tavo isvardintais kriterijais kad patekt i tokia bendruomene kruta, laikysiu egzamona.. o dabar kol kas cia tokios tvarkos nesama.
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