I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know,
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
(Irving Berlin)
I´m dreaming of a bright Christmas,
Just like the ones I not used to know,
Where the eyeballs glisten
And we all listen
To hear heart calls in the now.
(Bob)
Mittwoch, November 29, 2006
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