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Originally posted by girlthayghet@Sep 30 2004, 10:54 PM
hahahahah lychanhrum bị TMN chơi thành " Lycongthuirum rồi kìa .....hahahahah hay quá TMN oiii....hèn chi nảy giờ nghe mùi hỏng bie6't đâu ra :blink: :blink:
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:P :P :P girl hum đe y huh? him noi TMN la tieu ma đau nho con đoa :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
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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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