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13.10.2009. - 22:09:36
Up on a hill, as the day dissolves 
With my pencil turning moments into line 
High above in the violet sky 
A silent silver plane - it draws a golden chain  
One by one, all the stars appear 
As the great winds of the planet spiral in 
Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles 
In the million insect storm, the constellations form   
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=...XlKu5TPNZ-0
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=...XlKu5TPNZ-0   aspectintime Tu patiešām šeit portālā tāds Bruno (nedaudz)  
