ned, 13. kolovoza '06 u 10:09
dire straits - brothers in arms
Now the suns gone to hell
And the moons riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
Were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
In Soviet Russia,
Poem writes you.
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