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Originally posted by langtu239@Oct 3 2004, 01:03 AM
ờ ờ dzạo nì hơi bận bịu tí á em nên hum có rảnh lên nhìu á :)
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oh, dao nay em mac đi hoc, khong co ngoi truoc cai comp nhieu nhu luc truoc nua :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: biet chung nao moi đuoc ve vn đe gap anh leng tu :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: luc đo đung bat coc em nha anh :D :D :D
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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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