Sub luna vanatorului, nu pasim niciodata singuri.
Noaptea ne insoteste, spiritele ne vegheaza, iar intunericul se retrage din fata noastra...
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"When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm,
There's a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown...
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone...
You'll never walk alone.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone...
You'll never walk alone..."
2 Kommentare:
... Si pasim incet, prin zapada scartaind dureros sub pasi, in directia din care se aude urletul...
Imi era dor de asta ;)
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