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Temat edytowany przez Naczelny - 27 maja 2018, 20:49

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Zerżnąłeś tekst z voyagera

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Kto żyw, martwy, kto umiera
Każdy tańczy Makabrela

Czas żałoby, czas wesela
I czas tańca Makabrela

Wróg dziś wzywa przyjaciela
"Chodź zatańczyć Makabrela"

Każdy pięknie się ubiera
By zatańczyć Makabrela

Noc ta dziś mnie tak ośmiela
-pójdźmy tańczyć Makbrela

Zwrot i krok, i zapach ziela
Tak tańczymy Makabrela

Szara Pani w noc wesela
Dziś prowadzi Makabrela!

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Co ma być to będzie, nic z tym nie zrobisz. Nie mamy nic do gadania, tylko się przystosować. Mi akurat świadomość śmiertelności poprawia nastrój

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Oszukuję się, że śmierć to nie koniec.
Choć mam nadzieję, że wcale nie jest to oszukiwanie się

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Czy to wprowadzenie z pierwotnej wersji Odysei Kosmicznej: 2001?

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What're Thou doin' lad?

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AdvBioSys pisze:
What're Thou doin' lad?

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee makarena

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How's it feel to be a woman
How's it feel to be a man
Are we really that different
Tell me where you stand
I look at you, you look away
Why do you say we're night and day
I'd like to try another way
Oh baby for just one day
If you were a woman and I was a man
Would it be so hard to understand
That a heart's a heart and we do what we can
If you were a woman and I was a man
If you were a woman and I was a man
How's it feel to be the hunter
How's it feel to be the prey
Is there really a reason
For this game we play
I look at you, you look away
Why do you say we're night and day
I'd like to try another day
Oh darling, just one day
If you were a woman and I was a man
Would it be so hard to understand
That a heart's a heart and we do what we can
If you were a woman and I was a man
If you were a woman and I was a man
Hey, we're just two people trying to love
Oh but how, how can we love
With this wall between us, holding us back
If you were a woman and I was a man
Would it be so hard to understand
That a hearts a heart and we do what we can
If you were a woman and I was a man
If you were a woman and I was a man

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It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "no"
And her daddy has told her to go

But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen

But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man, look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man, wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
Cause Lennon's on sale again

See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns

But the film is a saddening bore
Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man, look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man, wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

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WTF is this temat

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Tak teraźniejszość gubi się, szarzeje
tylko to, co zginęło naprawdę istnieje

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Mijak pisze:
WTF is this temat

Było o śmierci. Było.

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Mijak pisze:
WTF is this temat


Quia non volunt homines pit. Nolo ut in tristitia, spes et eiciam. Non omnis, tam certum est Rhobar, ut non faciet impressionem super eos.

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Naczelny pisze:
Quia non volunt homines pit. Nolo ut in tristitia, spes et eiciam. Non omnis, tam certum est Rhobar, ut non faciet impressionem super eos.

Naczelnego powaliło. Dzwońcie po egzorcystę!

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Naczelny pisze:
Quia non volunt homines pit. Nolo ut in tristitia, spes et eiciam. Non omnis, tam certum est Rhobar, ut non faciet impressionem super eos.

Nescio latine, sed irrumabo :)

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