Evita A. 29. jan 2012. 09:50Vīrietis pagrūž durvis plašāk vaļā ..., bet tur ...Viņa , sarkanā kleitā no Dolce Gabana ..., melno matu mākonis , un pastieptas rokas Viņam pretī ...
Vasilijs P. 29. jan 2012. 09:50Pienemums-tadel labak neest sampinjonus,ja nu no Anglijas,vai kads radinieks gulejis.
Vasilijs P. 29. jan 2012. 09:45P.S.Iespejams tur vectetins gul.(pienemums).
Vasilijs P. 29. jan 2012. 09:44Tadel labak need sampinjonus-Republikanis.
Ineta L. 29. jan 2012. 09:44Varbūt... šāds turpinājums.. Chris Rea - The Blue Cafe...
My world is miles of endless roads
That leaves a trail of broken dreams
Where have you been
I hear you say?
I will meet you at the Blue Cafe
Because, this is where the one who knows
Meets the one who does not care
The cards of fate
The older shows
To the younger one, who dares to take
The chance of no return
Where have you been?
Where are you going to?
I want to know what is new
I want to go with you
What have you seen?
What do you know that is new?
Where are you going to?
Because I want to go with you
So meet me down at the Blue Cafe
The cost is great, the price is high
Take all you know, and say goodbye
Your innocence, inexperience
Mean nothing now
Because, this is where the one who knows
Meets the one that does not care
Where have you been?
I hear you say
I'll meet you at the Blue Cafe
So meet me at the Blue Cafe
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29. jan 2012. 09:43...vai par rožu puisi gaidi Vasiliju? ...viņš uzrakstīs kārtīgu krimiķi
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29. jan 2012. 09:41Nea , Romi ..., tas droši vien Tavas simpatijas skapis , kura liek Tev ragus /patausti pieri !/ ... manējais ir tas - blogā ...
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29. jan 2012. 09:31Labrīt ! Jauku šo ziemīgi skaisto dienu , Aleksandr !
ineta z. 29. jan 2012. 08:18to nevar pateik kurs ir tad limeni



