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Apr 14, 2006 13:07

Видимо, студенты мои тоже вчера играли в боулинг - ни один не готов к труду и обороне сдаче колока. Ехидно потираю ручки и радуюсь, что не пропустил вчерашнюю забаву ради этих негодяйсов.
А вообще, добрый я какой-то, одни пятёрки-четвёрки ставлю. Ух, горчицы что ли наесться, чтоб разозлиться и начать их грызть?

А еще, меня опять заклинило на песне. Вот, напишу текст - отпустит. Проверено!

Spirit Never Die

There was a place - a little town
Where we used to play and laugh around
We went too far - reaching for that star
And the light moved away from me

And the spirit never died - the world belongs to me
This is when I've been given time to live and see

I'll never give up - never give in
Won't stop believing cause I'm gonna win
Sing with my soul before I get old
Cause there may be no tomorrow
There is no limit to what can be done
Climbing the mountain with power so strong
Dusty roads - down the way
Leaving the future behind me

I got a fast car - like a rock star
Come and join the ride with me
Take a spin downtown
Check out who's around
I'll show you where you wanna be

And the spirit never dies - let the music take you higher
I know what it means to burn
That's how I began to learn

So never give up - never give in
Rise from the fire if you're gonna win
Sing with your soul - soon you'll be old
Fight the demons inside you
There is no limit to what can be done
Climb every mountain with power so strong
Dusty roads on the way - leaving the past behind you

I've seen love in vain
I have felt the pain
Torn in desire
Lead by the fire
And as I lived it all the world became too small
And my colors grew colder

The spirit takes me higher

Never give up - never give in
Won't stop believing cause I'm gonna win
Sing with my soul before I get old
What if there's no tomorrow
There is no limit to what can be done
Climbing the mountain with power so strong
Dusty roads - down the way
Leaving the memories behind me

Use the spirit

То, чего мне всю жизнь хочется и чего никогда не получится...

преподавательское, глупости, дыбр, любимые песни

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