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07-12-2005, 11:01 AM
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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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07-16-2005, 08:17 AM
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Chùi ui , bé xinh dâu có xấu xí như TMN nghĩ dâu .... :( . Tại pa dặt dâu phải ngồi dó chứ bộ . Lèm con phải có hiếu chứ . Nếu bé xinh ra dường sợ gì bị ế , cần gì phải dem kim cương ra cho . Thôi mình hõng thèm chọn rễ nữa pa pha ui , mình lấy dó bán di travel chơi di pa pa há ..... :P
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07-16-2005, 02:32 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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07-16-2005, 09:48 PM
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CON VỎI CON VOI..... CÁI VÒI ... LÚC NÀO CŨNG ĐI TRƯỚC
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