Augusts 31., 2004
| 13:05 - Accept all happiness from me e.e.cummings
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it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch his heart, as mine in time not far away; if on another's face your sweet hair lay in such a silence as i know, or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch, stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
if this should be, i say if this should be-- you of my heart, send me a little word; that i may go unto him, and take his hands, saying, Accept all happiness from me. Then shall i turn my face, and hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands.
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Happiness is a warm gun, Happiness is a warm gun - ahaa. When I hold you in my arms, And I feel my finger on your trigger, I know nobody can do me no harm, Because happiness is a warm, Happiness is a warm gun Yes it is Happiness is a warm Yes it is - gun. Happiness is a warm gun...
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un man jau likās, nafig viss notiek tā, kā notiek.. es vnk esmu pacifists ;)
man jau likaas, ka centraalais teels un veiksme shajaa dziesmaa ir "my finger on your trigger"
jā, par to es sasmaidījos.
ak tad šitādiem jābūt dzejoļiem, ja
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