You'll remember me when the west wind moves Among the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold So she took her love for to gaze a while Among the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down Among the fields of gold
8 kommentarer:
Nr. 2 :)
Heia. synes nr.2 var fin jeg ^^
Nr.1 ;)
Nr. 4 ;) Det bildet Sanne tok her en dag, der du "flyr" over senga ;p
hehe, da skal jeg legge ut det som et forslag også da;)
Nr.3;*
Nr.3 som passa best t header
nr 4 :D hihi
Legg inn en kommentar