Nick: Viola* Oggetto: Triste ma bella Data: 1/6/2009 19.7.37 Visite: 177
bellissima cover degli EBTG di un pezzo di Rod Stewart
I don't want to talk about it
I can tell by your eyes that you've prob'bly been cryin' forever, and the stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror. I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart. If I stay here just a little bit longer, If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?
If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the colors of my heart; blue for the tears, black for the night's fears. The star in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror. I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart. If I stay here just a little bit longer, if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, my heart? I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke this ol' heart.
"We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield." Alfred Tennyson, "Ulysses" |