“Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high in the land that I heard of once, once in a lullaby somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Archive for marzo 8th, 2015
“This time tomorrow, where will we be? On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea this time tomorrow, what will we know? Well, we still be here watching an in-flight movie show
“Thank you for the days those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I’m thinking of the days I won’t forget a single day, believe me.
“When you walk through the storm hold your head up high and don’t be afraid of the dark at the end of the storm there’s a golden sky and the sweet silver song of the lark
“Swing low, sweet chariot coming for to carry me home swing low, sweet chariot coming for to carry he home