vans-новые
2750 руб
сделаны из парусины и шелковых ниток - технология первых слипонов 1966 года
Москва.
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" Дерево зимой", х/м, 70х60. Картина ПРОДАЁТСЯ!
Тут крупнее, фрагменты и история:
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While I sit in here, a sentimental face stares
And a voice says hi so
So what you gotta what you gotta disdain
C’mon let’s get high
C’mon look so, you got next oh
Walk twenty five miles oh
Well I’m bored I’m bored
C’mon let’s get high
C’mon let’s get high
C’mon let’s get high
High
Well I found a new way
I found a new way
C’mon doll and use me
I don’t need your sympathy
La, la la la la
Ulysses
I’ll find a new way
I’ll find a new way, baby
My Ulysses, My Ulysses
No, bet you are now, boy
So sinister, so sinister
Last night was wild
What’s a matter there, feeling kinda anxious?
That heart that grew cold
Yeah everyone, everybody knows it
Yeah everyone, everybody know it
Everybody knows I
La, la la la la
Ulysses
I’ll find a new way
I’ll find a new way, baby
La, la la la la
Ulysses
I’ll find a new way
Well I’ll find a new way, baby oh …
Oh, then suddenly you know
You’re never going home
You’re never you’re never you’re never you’re never you’re never you’re never
You’re never going home.
Not Ulysses, baby.
No, la la la la whooo whoo
You’re not Ulysses, whooo whoo
La la la la, whooo whoo
Well the morning was complete.
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat,
Several hours or several weeks,
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak!
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they'll tell you that.
It's these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!
She walked away, well her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
You could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if you need some help!
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.
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п.с. размер - 46
[188x240]Человек, собирающий звездочки.
Из серии "Начало Истории"
18.10.2008 г. Формат 260х210 мм.
Бумага, смешанная техника (масло, акварель, акрил золото, карандаш, аппликация).
Человечек собирающий звездочки с неба. А звездочки из фонтана летят.