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I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping

..While my guitar gently weeps.

I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping

Still my guitar gently weeps.



I don't know why

Nobody told you

How to unfold your love.

I don't know how

Someone controlled you

They bought and sold you



I look at the world, and I notice its turning

While my guitar gently weeps.

With every mistake we must surely be learning

Still my guitar gently weeps.



I don't know how

You were diverted

You were perverted too.

I don't know how

You were inverted

No-one altered you.


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10.11.2004 в 22:06

If I could fly, like the king of the sky...
Да, тут гитара бы не помешала... текст для песни уже готов. Довольно милый текст, надо заметить. ТОлько что при этом получится??? Медляк или... ???
11.11.2004 в 00:18

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Ээээ... Я ничего не хочу сказать, но это Джордж Харрисон:-)

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