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- Our Last Summer- Mamma Mia along the river and we sat down in the grass by the Eiffel tower I was so happy we had met it was the age the time of the flower power but underneath we had a fear of flying of growing old a fear of slowly dying
- 2016년 9월 10일 오후 3시 8분에 저장한 글입니다. ylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953 Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
- Silverchair - Pure Massacre People dying for no reason at all, Age is no difference or if you're large or small.
- Our last summer- 안재욱 캠프 It was the age of no regret. Oh, yes. Those crazy years, that was the time of the flower-power. But underneath we had a fear of flying, Of growing old, a fear of slowly dying.
- Our Last Summer Mamma Mia! along the riverAnd we sat down in the grassBy the eiffel tower I was so happy we had metIt was the age was the timeOf the flower power But underneathwe had a fear of flyingOf growing olda fear of slowly dying