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СообщениеДобавлено: 13 фев 2013, 15:54
ErfarenWolf
I've can not let myself misuse
I'm waiting for the judgment
But nothing is to choose
I must continue fighting...

Groul/Skream:
Why there's no sun?
What have I done?
There's to late
To follow my fade.
So painfull to stay
So painfull to die,
NOTHING TO SAY,
NOTING TO TRY!!

I Here the battle call
I followed it for ages
But I yaven't wright to fall
Since I reach the higest stages/

Первое творение на английском, за ошибки просьба не ругать ( а надо бы:))

Re: ***

СообщениеДобавлено: 06 мар 2013, 19:38
noisefield
Правильнописание хромает.