The bYrdS !

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together


*καποτε, πιτσιρίκι ακόμα, γούσταρα τον Michael Clarke, το ξανθό τεκνό στα τύμπανα.τωρα πια γουστάρω άλλον...