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Tonery, tusze HP, Brother, Samsung
Wyposa¿enie,urzadzenia gastronomiczne,
profesjonalne wyposa¿enie pizzerii, blachy do pizzy, piece, miksery, akcesoria barmañskie, urzadzenia barowe,
piece konwekcyjno parowe Convect i Retigo, higiena kuchenna, ciagi technologiczne, ³opaty do pizzy i wiele innych
sklep internetowy - wyposa¿enie dla gastronomii.
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Wino,wina, sklep winiarski
wino Europy, najlepsze wina wed³ug winiarskich przewodników.
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Bauhaus - In The Night
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In the night, in the chair
He sits there, he sits tight
No more cans, no more crime
See the place, see the time
You never know
He walks light, don't know how
Maybe now, in the night
Oh, I know, yes I know
There's no chat
He's for show
You never know
Sees the place and tries to get the time
He's slowly slipping into the slime
Can't inject into his veins
Blood and guff ooze out and stain
Cares not that he really bleeds
Death not hell is what he needs
Sees the place, checks the time
Some other place, some other time
You never know
Slipping up and down his writhing side
His eyes begin to ponder pride
Subjective pics of misled youth
Before him lies the dreadful truth
Undignifiled, Insignified
His wrist on to the razor slides
You never know
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Cold : Cure my traged
Remember all the times that we used to play
You were lost and I would save you
I don't think those feeling will ever fade
You born a part of me
Won't you cure my tragedy
Won't you cure my tragedy
Don't take her smile away from me
r>She's broken and I'm far away
Won't you cure my tragedy
Won't you cure my tragedy
Then i hope that you can hear me scream
Won't you cure my tragedy
When i sit and think of the days we shared
and the nights you covered before m-
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Every little thing that I ever did
You would stand by me
Everytime you would cry it would take my wind
My heart would break
If I could be strong like you were for me
You are my faith
Won't you cure my tragedy
Won't yo....
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