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Originally posted by chuyentinhbuon@Jul 23 2005, 08:56 PM
:o :rolleyes: sao rồi làm gì mà chửi anh nhìu vậy nè cô bé?? :blink: anh thay cái áo mới vẫn còn ngồi đây không ngờ cũng có lợi ghê chứ ai chửi mình là mình biết ngay thôi :)
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thoi anh dung lam bo nua, nhin da biet anh khg bang duoc mot goc cua Lang Tu 239 rui, anh gat duoc ai :P :P :P
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Donna Donna
On a wagon, bound for market, There’s a calf with a mournful eye .
High above him, there’s a swallow, Winging swiftly through the sky ...
Stop complaining, said the farmer, Who told you a calf to be ?
Why don’t you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free ...
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why .
But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly ...
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might .
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer’s night ...
Donna, Donna, Donna, Don - na. Donna, Donna, Donna, Don ...
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