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Ронин, 46 - 7 июня 2010 08:21
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http://vkontakte.ru/video1851133_142991931
Просто супер.Хью Лори отжигает.Никогда бы не подумал что этот человек не имеет профессионального образования как актер.Однако факты налицо. Конечно ,для полного осознания текста трэба понимать аглицкий. Я вот понял % на 80,-некоторые обороты-чистый сленг,Но все равно супер.3 дня хожу и навываю себе под нос лиричненькую мелодию. :) Обожаю английский юмор.
А вот сегодня новое впечатление.Люблю стариков не сломленных жизнью. :) На Техноложке в вагон зашел типичный дачный дедушка с сумкой-тележкой...НО ...он был в казаках и кавбойской шляпе. Смотрелся он очень калоритно...особенно если учесть что он был из порлды тех кого годы не согнули и не раздули жиром.Был он сух,обветрен и загорел.Морщнист и бодр в движениях. Клинт Иствуд в старости должен был выглядеть так. :) Дедушка бодро вышел на Купчино и ушел своим путем подарив мне хорошее настроение на утро.
П.С. Жизнь конечно не мед,но иногда надо смотреть вперед с оптимизмом.Даже если тебе не 18 и даже не 32... А уж если 32,да впереди шикарный турнир в субботу,да потом в отпуск на море на пару недель.Эх...а жить то как охота. :)
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'Cause Steffi is an angel
But she folds her wings
And walks like you and me
I'm in love with Steffi Graf
She's got eyes like diamonds,
Hair like twisted gold.
When she looks up to me,
I feel my blood run cold
Now,I don't care if people laugh (A-ha)
I'm in love with Steffi Graf
I watched her all last summer;
I watched her every day
She knew that I was with her,
She didn't have to say
She can run, but she can't hide
She knows I feel deep down inside..
That Steffi is an angel
But she folds her wings
And walks like you and me
She's extremely good at tennis
On any kind of surface there might be
Clay or grass
She'll flay your ass
And when she hits that topspin second serve
I think I know the meaning of love
Eastbourne never was a favorite
The outside courts were damp
She had a hamstring problem
And recurring muscle cramp
But she dug deep and won it just the same
My angel never lost a service game
But now, a shadow in the distance
A girl with ponytails
Sixteen and full of hunger
The end of Steffi's trail
I can't wait for her defeat
I fetch a knife and take my seed
'Cause Steffi is a goddess
My love for her, it knows no bounds
I'd kill to make her happy,
Or just to get her through the early rounds
Kill or maim
It's just a game
But if I had another life, I'd chose
To come back as one of Steffi's shoes
'Cause Steffi is an angel
But she folds her wings
And walks like you and me
