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Originally posted by langtu239+Jul 31 2004, 03:12 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (langtu239 @ Jul 31 2004, 03:12 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-ultima@Jul 30 2004, 11:27 PM
Còn niếu như nguời con trai nghèo hơn nguời con gái thì sao girl?? :huh: :o :rolleyes:
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níu nguời con trai nghèo hơn thì đuờng ai nấy đi :lol: :lol: :lol:
langtu trải wa rùi :( [/b][/quote]
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: vay ma dden nay LangTu van chua biet than phan cua minh :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
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Donna Donna
On a wagon, bound for market, There’s a calf with a mournful eye .
High above him, there’s a swallow, Winging swiftly through the sky ...
Stop complaining, said the farmer, Who told you a calf to be ?
Why don’t you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free ...
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why .
But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly ...
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might .
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer’s night ...
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don - na. Donna, Donna, Donna, Don ...
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