MنۜAنۜFنۜIنۜAن, 39 - 7 августа 2009 11:25

[COLOR=lilac][I][B]Baby,
I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
stranger it feels, yeah.

Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey,

I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose ( on the grey)
...And if I should fall, at all
I've been kissed by a rose (on the grey)

There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.

You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.[/B][/I][/COLOR]

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