Darling were the young ones, And young ones shouldnt be afraid. To live, love While the flame is strong, For we wont be the young ones very long. Tomorrow, Why wait till tomorrow, Tomorrow sometimes never comes. Love, me, Theres a song to be sung And the best time is to sing while were young.
Bela galeguinha, esta é uma bela canção.
Devair
June 4, 2008 at 10:18 pm