All around me are familiar facesWorn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
PILI
3 comentarios:
Me han ido muy bien tus explicaciones. Ya ha podido poner las mini mascotas al tamaño que yo quería. ¡Esta foto es brutal! Hablamos.
He podido por 'ha podido'. 'No debemos perder la fe en la humanidad que es como el océano:
no se ensucia porque algunas de sus gotas estén sucias. Gandhi.
Veo que toda la página está llena de corazones rojos. Buena señal. 'Al contacto del amor, todo el mundo se vuelve poeta'. Platón. Hablamos.
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