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Sper si cred ca ma citesti atunci cand ai timp si ocazia.

Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given.

I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language, I don’t understand.

(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

I don’t wanna die,
But I ain’t keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
I’m preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death,
That’s why I keep on running.
Before I’ve arrived, I can see myself coming.

(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.

(instrumental)

(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in,
I got too much love,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face, it’s a real big place.

(instrumental)

Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given

Not sure I understand.

In doua, trei sau poate in patru saptamani voi veni acasa…sper.Aici totul e booring, numai greci, cretani peste tot in toate cluburile…pe ici pe colo mai zaresti cate un turist.

Dupa aproximativ 5 luni am realizat ca cretanii sunt extraordinar de tarani in multe privinte , au noroc de tehnologia din afara, au noroc de turisti care vin in fiecare vara si invata de la ei, au noroc de greci care le mai arata prin comportament, prin inteligenta cum ar trebui sa se poarte.

Nu vreau sa generalizez dar multi dintre ei nu stiu sa isi puna o haina pe ei (nu ma refer numai toale de firma), cea mai iubita firma pentru cretani e fucking PUMA, sunt extraordinar de disperati (chiar insistenti) cand e vorba de femei, nu stiu sa se distreze absolut deloc, nu au maniere, nu au bun simt si sunt destul de ingusti la minte.

Femeile cretane (grecoaicele) sunt urate, cu mustata (unele dintre ele), nu au grija de corpul lor, grase la greu dar si nesimtite cu fuste scurte si curu’ cat casa.Grecoaicele sunt mai open mind decat cretancele, la plaja stiu ce e ala tanga chiar daca arata precum o balena, in schimb cretancele daca ar fi dupa ele ar face plaja imbracate si s-ar arunca in apa tot imbracate.

In concluzie cu mana pe inima pot spune :

SUNT MANDRU CA SUNT ROMAN

M-am cracanat de ras. Via GoguKaizer.

Sunt momente in viata cand iti aduci aminte cu placere de trecut fie ca e vorba despre un prieten, fie ca e vorba de iubire ori fie ca e vorba despre cineva “disparut”.