le vieux truc Babar

Je le suis.

c´est quoi ca niouk ?

Natasha Bedingfield
Unwritten

I am unwritten, can´t read my mind, I´m undefined
I´m just beginning, the pen´s in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We´ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can´t live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, yeah, yeah

J´adore

c est le générique de babar

pk tu es énervé [Snakif-2099] ?

lol niouk

je suis dégouté

j ai depassé les 11000 mess

Coralie Posté le 23 mars 2005 à 18:47:24
je suis dégouté

Pourquoi?

Julian--> pk t´es énervé?
Coralie-> pk t´es dégouté?

je vous réponds dans 5 minutes

9.800 ! mac!
ouah c´est le 1er que j´fête

11.000 mess en 5 mois
je commence à me faire vieu

pleur pas snak
qu est ce qui a?

niouk--> pour être vieux faut pas avoir beaucoup de mess mais beaucoup de jours

Le couteau dans le ventre j´ai ! !