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12-10-2004, 10:49 PM
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hom nay bon co nuong thuc trang đem :P co ai ranh ra ngoai yahoo chat khong? chuyen tren troi duoi đat, muon noi gi cung đuoc - DepGaiMeoMieng :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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12-11-2004, 07:07 AM
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12-17-2004, 10:04 PM
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:D tai vi nhung nguoi tren vina co cai tat, moi khi an chuoi xong roi lien vo xuong đat chu hong them lien vo thung rac, dap trung vo chuoi bi te riet cai meo mieng luon :P :P :P
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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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12-18-2004, 02:27 AM
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12-18-2004, 09:17 AM
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YOU'RE STILL MY NUMBER 1 !
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12-19-2004, 07:22 PM
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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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12-20-2004, 04:23 PM
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Bướm nào mà chẳng yêu Hoa... Người nào mà chẳng thiết tha yêu đời! Bướm yêu Hoa đâu phải vì Hoa đẹp... Người yêu người đâu phải đẹp mới yêu? ******** Hãy Yêu Nhau Xin Đừng Xa Cách Hãy Yêu Nhau, Ôm Chặt Mối Tình Dẩu Cách Ngăn Luôn Đặt Niềm Tin Mới Mối Tình Nào Cũng Đến Lúc Chung Đôi
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