Wednesday, January 23, 2008
An ancient chinese poem
Keep away from sharp swords
Don't go near a lovely woman.
A sharp sword too close will wound your hand;
Woman's beauty too close will wound your life!
The danger of the road is not in the distance;
Ten yards is far enough to break a wheel.
The peril of love is not in loving too often;
A single evening can leave its wound in the soul.
So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
I swam across I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
I drew a line I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
look how they shine look at the stars
look how they shine for you
@ 3:12 PM
Keep away from sharp swords
Don't go near a lovely woman.
A sharp sword too close will wound your hand;
Woman's beauty too close will wound your life!
The danger of the road is not in the distance;
Ten yards is far enough to break a wheel.
The peril of love is not in loving too often;
A single evening can leave its wound in the soul.
So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
I swam across I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
I drew a line I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
look how they shine look at the stars
look how they shine for you
@ 3:12 PM
WeLc0mE
May Peace be
upon you
tAgBOARD
A stranger is just a friend yet to be made =)
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