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We tarry nevermore amidst the gale
So unseen whisperers may tell the tale
We would not dream to utter nor respond
Why don't I drown this nightmare in

Aakha hoyi meri laal jive chitta overdose
Saheliya c bohat par kade kita ni propose
Ghar toh kadi hoi sharaab wangu fresh
Kudiya kare menu call jad oh

on
Damn I forgot had my chains on
I be fresh as hell if the feds watching thats my Chainz song
Or DJ Khaled rocking all my damn chains thats the main song

with my brain, fresh like cocaine bitch,
drive in different lane, rock like curt Cobain
You just a dog, lost again I think
Won't affect ma clan, 'bout

goli sir ke raste mtlb headshot
Maru off beat pe leg shot
Ye rap god to Next stop pe
Laptop me headh phone se
Red zone se death zone tak
Fresh stu me

shoreline
Fate saved our souls as we braved
Roaring gales and sea-monsters' jaws
Which strove to swallow us whole
But now lie lost in our wake
Across

uzoqcwala
Vele Vele uzo

Fresh like mint my nigga uhuhmmm
Modimo li badimo budumelo mmmmmhhhhhmmm
I mean this is top teir my brother mmhhmmm
Zikhali

was opened
And the smell of fresh earth mixed with detritus wafted over the small group gathered around
The son now pays respects and vows revenge

osier, and his face,
Rough-redden'd with a thousand winter gales,
Not only to the market-cross were known,
But in the leafy lanes behind the down,
Far

away if you're had enough
Girls are game and the guys are buff
Nod your neck like a kalashnikov
Are you fresh or are you stale

Flip flop darkness

an escape
Show me a fresh landscape

Suddenly, red rocks rise
Cliffs surround me
Suddenly, a mountain high
Overcomes me
Suddenly, clear blue skies
Paint

untouched fresh and pure

Turn the scene in your head, into music instead
This is how new strings feel
The joy of the notes, the purest sound floats
Old tunes

Sailing into the sun
Cut through the isles on a ship made for twenty
The food's all stocked up and of rum there is plenty
The gales rock the ship

Sunburnt Days

Maximilian Hecker

Infinite Love Songs

2001

Blazing suns
No disgrace
My shirt is blue
I love your face

Hide your cheek with dirt
Come and wear my shirt
Sunburnt days

I feel the gales that

a home down by a pond.
I'd make you a good mate - I love to cook.
I'll tell it all in my new book.

On old Cape Cod, it blows a gale.
I'll be Jonah. You be

nie wszystko ogarniamy jak bieżące brzdące
TicTaca znamy, ale TikTok to jest ciało obce

I coraz mocniej odcinamy się
Od tego co fresh i gorące,