Скорее всего вашим символом будет кинжал!
Вы хитры и коварны, но, несомненно, очень привлекательны. Гордость, холодная элегантность.
I was five and he was six,
We were rode horses made of stiks.
He wore black and I wore white.
He would always win the fight..
Bang bang..
He shot me down
Bang bang..
I hit the ground
Bang.. bang..
That awful sound
Bang bang..
My baby shot me down.
Seasons came and changed the time.
When I grew up I called him mine.
He would always laugh and say:
Remember when we used to play
Bang bang..
I shot you down!
Bang bang..
You hit the ground
Bang bang..
That awful sound
Bang.. bang..
I used to shoot you down..
Music played and people sang.
Just for me the church bells rang.
Now he's gone. I don't know why.
Until this day sometimes I cry.
He didn't even say good-bye.
He didn't take the time to lie.
Bang bang..
He shot me down
Bang bang..
I hit the ground
Bang..bang..
That awful sound
Bang bang..
My baby shot me down...
