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http://www.tripradio.gr/
auth th paraskeuh 6-8 to apogeuma gia mia monadikh guest emfanish
Για Windows media player,Winamp,iTunes: http://72.29.70.59:8066/
Για Real Player http://wwww.tripradio.gr/listen.ram
min me xasete!
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
e mounakia.opws eipame.shmera 6-8.
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
θα μιλάς κιόλα ή μόνο μουσικές?
i need feminime venoms in order to function with the system.
nai tha akousete kai tin mageutikh fwnh mou
mazi me ton kanoniko.egw guest tha eimai.
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
μόλις συνδέθηκα! (μαλλον )
I must have some booze. I demand to have some booze
se ligo arxizoume paidia.logw provlimatwn argisame!
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
αν ακούω τον σωστό σταθμό ! ακούω Orchids και είναι ωραία πάντως
πς.καλά είμαι? να κάτσω?
I must have some booze. I demand to have some booze
katse katse!!
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
τσίαρς λοιπόν καθίζω
πάω να φτιάξω φράπα κ επιστρέφω
άντε καλή εκπομπή να'χετε!
I must have some booze. I demand to have some booze
danke danke mpeite kai sto chat an thelete tou stathmou
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
magkes thanx para poly.eixa poly agxos sto prwto tetarto alla meta pou synithisa to katafxaristithika.elpizw se kammia adeia na kanw pali kana guest!
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
nai einai alitheia.h megali epistrofi einai gegonos.
auth th paraskeuh 6-8 gia mia akoma guest emfanish.
perimenw tous die hard fans kai allous!
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
auth th paraskeuh(13/10) stis 6-8.euxaristw.
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
akyro,arrwsthse autos pou kanei tin ekpompi.
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.