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Originally posted by ultima@Aug 2 2005, 01:50 AM
Mèn déc ơi lại viết ko bõ dấu mà dày hơn essay nữa sao đọc đây :ph34r: :angry: :lol:
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moi viet hom qua thoi hom nay ultima đa vao kiem chuyen voi TMN roi, sao huh? muon khieng sup tiem huh? :P :P :P thong cam đi muh, đoc đi đoc lai may chuc lan thi cung đoc ra thoi :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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