00:57

Bang-bang

Из чего-то маленького всегда вырастает что-то большое.
I was five and he was six

we rode on horse's made of sticks

He wore black and I wore white

he would always win the fight



Bang Bang he shot me down

Bang Bang I hit the ground

Bang Bang that awful sound

Bang Bang my baby shot me down (solo)



Seasons came and changed the time

When I grew up I called him mine

He would always laugh and say

remember when we used to play



Bang Bang I shot you down

Bang Bang you hit the ground

Bang Bang that awful sound

Bang Bang I used to shoot you down (solo)



Music played and people sang

just for me the church bells rang

Now he's gone I don't know why

Until this day sometimes I cry

He didn't even say goodbye

He didn't take the time to lie



Bang Bang he shot me down

Bang Bang I hit the ground

Bang Bang that awful sound

Bang Bang my baby shot me down (solo)

Комментарии
18.08.2005 в 08:51

The last night's the soul's on fire Three little words and a question why???
С днем роджения!!!!!!!!!!!!
18.08.2005 в 12:30

Даже если вас съели, у вас есть два выхода!
С }{Еппи ДР! =) Будь молодцом и всё такое ))
18.08.2005 в 13:55

Типа с др тебя, красавица!
18.08.2005 в 16:06

Из чего-то маленького всегда вырастает что-то большое.
Всем Больщое спасибо!
20.08.2005 в 17:09

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!
















And check your`s sms`s.....



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Your sis.