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                     серенгети що постоянно са делиш ма? 
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| Автор | 
Meмeнтoмopи () |  
| Публикувано | 12.10.08 22:51 |  
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  Нали тая твойта адибегайта проповядва единение и ала бала.Що се ТИ си от едната страна на барикадата и се делиш като шугава от останалите клубари?
  
           
  
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  Щото е на ужким. 
  
           
  
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  "Серенгети не трабва да загине" - беше ми любима книжка като дете.
  Добър лов на всеки по тези пътеки, Законът сега е със нас!
           
  
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  Казваше се "Серенгети не трябва да умре".
 Но истинският превод е: "Серенити никога не умира" 
 
  
 
  
           
  
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  Pinestraw on the ground around a fallen Cherokee rose 
 It's got me wonderin' why those mighty winds of change must blow 
 Once this land was free from fences and shotguns 
 Back when the people killed here for food instead of fun 
 
 When the Earth was sanctified 
 Cherished in the red-man's eyes 
 Before the Cherokee rose 
 The Cherokee rose 
 The Cherokee rose 
 
 My boots sink down into the soft red Georgia clay 
 Bought with their blood, this land here never was ours to take away 
 Disheartened souls unjustly driven from their homes 
 Many died along the way, now we build our houses upon their bones 
 
 After all these years 
 I can see the trail of tears 
 Damn this Cherokee rose 
 Oh the Cherokee rose 
 The Cherokee rose 
 
 Oh they call us the land of the free 
 And the home of the brave 
 But I don't hear much 
 About the injustice that we've done along the way 
 We try to black it out 
 Never think about 
 The price they had to pay 
 We never cry for what was lost 
 Shed a tear for the heavy cost 
 Of what we call "freedom" 
 
 All the gold in the world couldn't pay the debt we owe 
 We'll never right those wrongs, but I believe we should let them know 
 That we won't forget and sure as hell won't justify 
 And we'll do our best to keep their memories alive 
 
 Oh the least that we could do 
 Is dedicate one lonesome bloom 
 Won't ya take this Cherokee rose 
 Oh the Cherokee rose 
 The Cherokee rose
  
           
  
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                     Re: серенгети що постоянно са делиш ма?
[re: serenity._]
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| Автор | 
amrta (skorpion) |  
| Публикувано | 15.10.08 07:32 |  
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  Сбъркала си племето, чероки не са на почит заради нагаждачеството им към белите.  Избери някои по-висши и "чистоплътни" индианци... 
  
           
  
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