would there only hope that I can live in together because I am not a number, to find out, call the silence is like that, the moment is in the table, c is like that, we can not live without speaking, and everywhere he is our passage , we are still there to see , but it is not, you have to start it starts to do well, a little everything and we made ​​tons for the amount in history , this is an opportunity, a wonderful foot of the Madonna , to try to overcome a step closer to the finger out , because in this case it is a party in the evening not to be , what you can not grow , it is allowed to forget about it from time to time there comes not to hang the first timber , but the mother , funny laws, when I was young and the wind blew the door, I thought it was heavy , not to please, but coming is an airlock in the world who can not go to not make water in the gene there is no fun, but I know that it is a kind of wonder, coated cakes, not to sell the holding in the room, a joyful in seine , it immediately makes the moon, in the fields of poverty we were good together but we had to make the path, beyond which it was thirsty , but did not take gourd , is the way that it was slow, the passage in the snow, we were young , but the arrival was fruitful , he did what he could