The way you wear your hat;
The way you sip your tea;
The memory of all that.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.
The way your smile just beams;
The way you sing off key;
The way you haunt my dreams.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.
We may never, never meet again
On on the bumpy road to love.
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife;
The way we danced 'til three;
The way you've changed my life.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.
The way you wear your hat;
The way you sip your tea;
The memory of all that.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.
The way your smile just beams;
The way you sing off key;
The way you haunt my dreams.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.
We may never, never meet again
On on the bumpy road to love.
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife;
The way we danced 'til three;
The way you've changed my life.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.
No, they can't take that away from me.
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai