Na pultíku stojí 2 lahve o celkovém objemu přes 1,5 litru. Hudebníci, značně chrchlaje, horlivě si přihýbají.
„No tak uděláme v půlce čurpauzu,“ praví přihlížející pastor.
sobota 2. května 2009
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And how do I choose
and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know
and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?
What words do I use
to try and explain
To those who've witnessed all my tears?
And what does it mean
to know all these things
When love's been wasted
all these years.
Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from all the people
Who could never understand.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
It's like living
in a nightmare,
Like looking
in the blackest hole,
Like standing on
the edge of nothing,
Completely out of control.
Now where have I been
all these years
And how come
I just couldn't see?
Like a blind man
walking 'round in darkness,
I was a pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
Standing in the shadows...
A pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim,
Pilgrim for your love.
(E. C.)
MAKE POVERTY HISTORY
Linky a vlnovky
a je mi jedno, že je to popík
But this won't work as well
as the way it once did
Cuz I want to decide
between survival and bliss
And though I know who I'm not
I still don't know who I am
But I know
I won't keep on
playing the victim
I've spent so long
firmly looking outside me
I've spent so much time
living in survival mode
(A. M.)
as the way it once did
Cuz I want to decide
between survival and bliss
And though I know who I'm not
I still don't know who I am
But I know
I won't keep on
playing the victim
I've spent so long
firmly looking outside me
I've spent so much time
living in survival mode
(A. M.)
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And how do I choose
and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know
and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?
What words do I use
to try and explain
To those who've witnessed all my tears?
And what does it mean
to know all these things
When love's been wasted
all these years.
Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from all the people
Who could never understand.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
It's like living
in a nightmare,
Like looking
in the blackest hole,
Like standing on
the edge of nothing,
Completely out of control.
Now where have I been
all these years
And how come
I just couldn't see?
Like a blind man
walking 'round in darkness,
I was a pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
Standing in the shadows...
A pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim,
Pilgrim for your love.
(E. C.)
nelepící báze... ...podle jednoho Inda
It is a delight to be with you
when I am enjoying you on a non-clinging basis.
What I really enjoy is not you;
it's something that's greater than both you and me.
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