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A true love of mine.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long, if it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, that's the way I remember her best.
I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed in the darkness of my night, in the brightness of my day.
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Rock n' Roll Parte II // Guitarristas

Tifus

Dime Miami

Falsos Profetas

Camelar

Sacachispas

Headphones
Senderos Suburbanos
Arctic Monkeys
Interpol
Interpol
Thought nº 1207835 by at

1 comment:

Majo said...

que genialidad Daniel kessler ♥

4:48 PM

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