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I’M FEELING KNACKED (based on a very bad translation of EINE FRÜHLINGSNACHT By JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE)
I’M FEELING KNACKED (based on a very bad translation of EINE FRÜHLINGSNACHT By JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE)
Im Zimmer drinnen ist’s so schwül; My Zimmer driving is so cool
Der Kranke liegt auf dem heißen Pfühl. The Krankies like it to a heaven’s fool
Im Fieber hat er die Nacht verbracht; My F...
Tuesday 21st April 2020 3:02 pm
she stood still
sometimes i wonder how we got to this point
a point where you wonder whats the best
a point where you want to restart and forget
because i thought we're doing our best
giving all the love we have left
but look at us now,
one has left and doesnt have any regrets
and the other one stood still, full of questions.
shes waiting, waiting and reassuring him that she believes.
...
Wednesday 24th April 2019 11:12 am
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