mandag 30. mai 2011

A dream


Then a dream from my young days
Come to me in my rocking chars
I dream on my best time in my life
Then I take my stick, my hat
And go to my dear friend.
I walk on, as good as I can dream
Even with a bad knee
I rest in my dreams
It would not stop
I still dream on you my friend
And to you my friend, I give you...
You deserve it...





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