Femeia Fecioarã
Elegantã, finã si rafinatã, produce adesea o impresie deosebitã în societate. Desi atrage privirile bãrbatilor datoritã rafinamentului ei si a usurintei cu care abordeazã unele domenii delicate, este în realitate rece, introvertitã si incapabilã de a face primul pas într-o relatie. Este greu accesibilã, rezervatã si scepticã în privinta celor care o curteazã, numai un bãrbat extrem de insistent putând ajunge la inima ei.
Este dificil de descoperit adevãrata ei personalitate, si cele mai multe încercãri de a sparge gheata vor fi sortite esecului: va lãsa impresia cã nu are nici o tainã (desi ea însãsi este una), cã este foarte comunicativã (desi poate fi catalogatã si ursuzã), cã se apropie de blândetea întruchipatã (când, de fapt, se chinuie sã îsi reprime accesele de sarcasm).
I remember the rain on the roof that morning And all the things that I wanted to say The angry words that came from nowhere without warning That stole the moment and sent me away And you standing there at the doorway crying And me wondering if I'd ever be back
I said I didn't come here to leave you I didn't come here to lose I didn't come here believing I would ever be away from you I didn't come here to find out There's a weakness in my faith I was brought here by the power of love Love by grace And I remember the road just went on forever Just couldn't seem to turn that car around 'Til in the distance like a long lost treasure A phone booth that just could not be found And you standing there at the doorway waiting And the moment when we laid back down
That was just a moment in time And one we'll never forget One we can leave behind 'Cause when there was doubt You'll remember I said I didn't come here believing I would ever be away from you I didn't come here to find out There's a weakness in my faith I was brought here by the power of love I was brought here by the power of love Love by grace
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AM APARUT LA USA TA,
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CEL MAI DORIT IN VIATA TA !...
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