#36

Опять долгий перерыв в моей писанине. Ну и ладно.

Выходные, обоги. Столько эмоций. Но нет, я не буду пересказывать все. Я просто скажу что я в восторге и я надеюсь на продолжение банкета. Все ещё в глубине души верю, что что-то получится.
Неделя пролетела быстро. Даже слишком. Вроде только вчера ныла, что только понедельник. И опана уже начало пятницы. ПЯТНИЦА! Великий день :)
Время летит со скоростью мяча для гольфа. Эх.

Странно, такой короткий блог. Из последних это даже слишком короткий.  Надо заполнить пустое место песней которая меня дико зацепила.

 I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
And listen for a while
And there she was this young girl
A stranger to my eyes

Strumming my pain with her fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy with her song
Killing me softly with her song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly with her song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt she found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that she would finish
But she just kept right on

Strumming my pain with her fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy with her song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly with her song

She sang as if she knew me
In all my dark despair
And then she looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And she kept on singing
Singing clear and strong

Strumming my pain with her fingers
Singing my life with her words
Killing me softy with her song
Killing me softly with her song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly with her song

Ohhhhhhhhhhh oohhhhhhh...
Lalalal..ohhhh lalaaaaaaa

She was strumming my pain
Yeah she was singing my life
Killing me softly with her song
Killing me softly with her song
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly with her song