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09-13-2004, 04:49 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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09-14-2004, 01:25 AM
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hehehehe hay quá TMN....sóc pà cố luôn !!!!!
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 em yeu 2 thu*' trong do*`i em hoa ho^`ng va` Anh hoa ho^`ng cho mo^t nga`y co`n anh la` ma~i ma~i  
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09-15-2004, 04:55 AM
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...I can't live anywhere without you Because in my heart only One only You....
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