Brave Sir Henry swims the Serpentine in 16 seconds flat. We applaud him from the plimsoll line; Sir Henry lifts his hat... We drink some wine. We hold up signs. We give him 9 point 87 every time. Every time! That's just the way things are in heaven here.
Sweet Katrina preens in six way mirrors under triple moons. I have seen her glide along the river murmuring this tune. Here.
A little bird just told me that my time is nearly through and soon I must forget this place and crawl right back to you. Childhood ends and "sense" descends, and I'll believe in you. I'll be leaving you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.