Archiwum 30 października 2002


paź 30 2002 ..............
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Down by the salley gardens, my love and I did meet

She passed the salley gardens with little snow- white feel

She bid me to take love easy as the leaves grow on the  trees

But I being young and foolish with her would not agree

 

In a field by the river my love and I did stand

And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow - white hand

She bid me to take life easy as the grass grows on the  nears

Out I was young and foolish and now I an full of tears……..

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