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S kapodastrem na 2.pražci!
We passed upon the F#stairs, We spoke of was and Bmwhen, Although I was a F#there He said I was his Dfriend, Which came as so surAprised, I spoke into his F#eyes, I thought you died Bmalone, A long long time Aago,
Oh no, not me,
We Bnever lost contArol, You're face, to face, With the Bman who sold the F#world.
I laughed and shook his F#hand, Made my way back Bmhome, I searched for form and F#land, Years and years I Droamed, I gazed a gazely Astare, We walked a million F#hills I must have died Bmalone, A long long time aAgo.
Who knows, not me,
I Bnever lost contArol, You're face, to face, With the Bman who sold the Aworld.
Who knows, not me,
I Bnever lost contArol, You're face, to face, With the Bman who sold the Aworld.