par kler le 20.02.05

Et si les pleurs etaient la lessive des sentiments?

Réponse de rebis le 20.02.05

Plutôt que l'Ariel (Procter & Gamble) ou le Skip (Lever-Fabergé), l'eau de lavage, non ?

Réponse de rebis le 20.02.05

Encore que parfois nous ayons plutôt besoin d'un bon Kärcher...

Réponse de Valky le 21.02.05

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one. Drying in the color of the evening sun. Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away. But something in our minds will always stay. Perhaps this final act was meant To clinch a lifetime's argument That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could For all those born beneath an angry star Lest we forget how fragile we are On and on the rain will fall Like tears from a star like tears from a star On and on the rain will say How fragile we are How fragile we are On and on the rain will fall Like tears from a star like tears from a star On and on the rain will say How fragile we are How fragile we are

Réponse de kler le 21.02.05

Sacré Gordon été! ah ah ah (c'est nul c'est vrai)! Alors moi de repondre a ton fragile...:

Réponse de kler le 21.02.05

Always stays the same, nothing ever changes, English summer rain seems to last for ages. Always stays the same, nothing ever changes, English summer rain seems to last for ages. Hold your breath and count to ten, And fall apart and start again, hold your breath and count to ten, Start again, start again... Hold your breath and count to ten, And fall apart and start again, Old your breath and count to ten, And start again, and start again, (merci Brian)