pour mes amis, ma famille et mon chien !

un petit blog sympa pour tenir la France informee de ce qui se passe ici en Angleterre..pas toujours tout rose, mais on fait avec ! Alala ces anglais, pas etonnant qu'on ait ete ennemis hereditaires pendant de siecles !

Friday, September 08, 2006

This song for my grand-pa who died before I had the chance to get to know him...



Why do I have to fly ...
Over every town, up & down the line ?
I'll die in the clouds above
And you that I defend, I do not love

I wake up, it's a bad dream,
no one on my side
I was fighting
but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess i'm not the fighting kind...

When will I meet my fate ?
I'm a man, I was born to hate
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time, you could be my friend...

I wake up, it's a bad dream
no one on my side
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side
but you're long gone
Yeah you're long gone now

Where do we go? ... I don't even know
My strange old face

And I'm thinking about those days
And I'm thinking about those days

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