нам просто было слишком скучно всё и слишком всё привычно...вот она причина... только так веселиться-кащунство...

вчера была плодотворная физика:

Who knew it will be like this?

That you’ll be the person I’ll miss?

That it’ll be you my first kiss…!

Your mom must love he fils

I wanna do it all again,

Get into that fountain,

Just be again certain

And never ever complain.

Remember how bad did it rain?

We argued who’ll gain…

We didn’t know that it’d be pain

That we’ll gain like a stain

Thank you that you took my hand

I’ll never forget that bus.

It felt like falling into sand

I’ve really made people buzz

We both were like a star.

It’s you of whom je reve

To make heal the scar

I gotta some back to Geneve

I wanna comeback to that park,

Just lay with you under that tree.

I wanna feel again that spark,

Feel your body so close to me.

I wanna hear that little dog bark,

I wonder: how will it be?

так ладно, разболталась тут... мне еще сочинение по безе писать....затрахала меня эта химия...