Daily fashion changes, It is worth about as long as the white light In the old gypsy deck Yes there is at least one client In anticipation of miracles are impossible Knock at least someone - something to it And it will spread and spread Noble their kings Well what to say, what to say, Arranged so people, Want to know, want to know They want to know what will happen Happiness in life predict divination, And a sudden blow fatal. House official with expensive long-distance, And love to board the coffin. Old card will fall like a fan Ha scarf with fringe around the edges, And the gypsy herself suddenly believe His noble kings. Time destroys granite castles And entered the city with sand But for cards in the hands of a gypsy Not have a year value. Heart thrilled, listening to the fortuneteller, And at every corner of the earth Facial expressions without changing Noble kings lie.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 16:24:35 +0000
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