Sometimes I go walkin' through the fields Where we walked Long ago in the sweet used-to-be And the flowers still grow But they don't smell as sweet As they did when you picked them for me And when I think of you And the love we once knew How I wish we could go back in time Do you ever think back on old mem'ries like that Or do I ever cross your mind?
Ветер ужасно холодный. Симка хорошо улетит на порывах этого холода.Oh how often I wish that again I could kiss Your sweet lips like I did long ago How often I long for those two lovin' arms That once held me so gentle and close
Ран, наверное, любит кантри. Но ненавидит его слушать. Ран хочет надеть свою футболку с Берсерком. Ран хочет впервые попробовать жвачку с сахарным лаймом.