bonjour toi super les billes ave des coeurs bise bonne journée claire

Bonsoir Merci musique de ton coms. j'adore tes billes cela change beaucoup cette musique est ma préférée lolll bisous

slt je te souhaite une belle soiree.ton blog est tres cool est tes photos,poemes aussi.continu comme ca bonne chance.felicitation!!bravo!!et merci pour les commantaires c vraimment gentil de ta part .mdr je t'aime.a+

voila les paroles d'une chanson que j'apprecie fort fort fort celle des cranberries je vous donnerai un site trés facile pour voir la video http://www.youtube.com/w/Cranberries---Ode-to-my-Family?v=axB4IgxeB_A le voila ne faites rien que copier coller et patientez hihi bizoo Ode to my family "No need to argue [#1]" Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo... Understand the things I say, don't turn away from me, 'Cause I've spent half my life out there, you wouldn't disagree. Do you see me? Do you see? Do you like me ? Do you like me standing there? Do you notice ? Do you know? Do you see me? Do you see me ? Does anyone care ? Unhappiness where's when I was young, And we didn't give a damn, 'Cause we were raised, To see life as fun and take it if we can. My mother, my mother, She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there. My father, my father, He liked me, oh, he liked me. Does anyone care ? Understand what I've become, it wasn't my desing. And people ev'rywhere think, something better than I am. But I miss you, I miss, 'cause I liked it, 'Cause I liked it, when I was out there. Do you know this ? Do you know you did not find me. You did not find. Does anyone care ? Unhappiness where's when I was young, And we didn't give a damn, 'Cause we were raised, To see life as fun and take it if we can. My mother, my mother, She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there. My father, my father, He liked me, oh, he liked me. Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Does anyone care ? Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo...

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Petite Fleur Une perle de rosée glisse sur ma peau. Comme une douce caresse rafraîchissante. Le matin s'éveille avec la promesse d'une journée nouvelle. La brume m'environne et me chatouille. L'air frais et vivifiant résonne en moi comme une myriade d'étoiles. La terre ferme et chaude est bienfaisante, je m'y accroche, elle est ma mère. Mon père, le soleil, me tient compagnie toute la journée. La nuit, il s'en va s'occuper de mes autres frères et soeurs. Il est magnifique.

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