СМОТРИТЕ В РЕЖИМЕ СЛАЙДШОУ В ПОЛНОЭКРАННОМ РЕЖИМЕ, ОТКРОЙТЕ В ПАРАЛЛЕЛЬНОМ ОКНЕ http:// www youtube com/watch?v=qizn3YnAC0k
Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know.
Think so little of me, they allow you to go.
When [ссылка] near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to
minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.
When [ссылка] near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to
minor,
Everytime we say goodbye
