Márciusi fogadalmam, hogy ebben a hónapban már tényleg leszedem az eredetileg karácsonyi - majd az idő elnyúltával télivé avanzsált - dekorációt.
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Sound of Music
- Shirley Bassey - Where do I begin (Remix)
- Everything But The Girl - Single
- Edith Piaf - La Vie en Rose
- Wolf Myer Orchestra - Soulgate
- Nouvelle Vague - The Killing Moon
- Quantic - The Sound of Everything
- [re:jazz] - Promised Land
- Gotan Project - Santa Maria (Del Buen Ayre)
- Koop - Koop Island Blues
- Sonia Cat-Berro - Puttin' on the Ritz
Tajtékos Napok
- Hát te mit csinálsz itt? - a fekete bajszú, szürke egérhez intézte a kérdést, aki semmi esetre sem volt a helyén a fogmosó pohárban, még ha ki is könyökölt a mondott pohár peremére, s úgy tett, mintha fütyülne a világra.
Celeb Spotting
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Nagy Kékség
Johanna: Talk to me some more
Jacques: It's hard, you know. I don't know what else to say. You're so far away.
Johanna: Tell me a story.
Jacques: A story? Do you now how it is- do you know what you're supposed to do, to meet a mermaid?
Johanna: No.
Jacques: You go down to the bottom of the sea, where the water isn't even blue anymore, where the sky is only a memory, and you float there, in the silence. And you stay there, and you decide, that you'll die for them. Only then do they start coming out. They come, and they greet you, and they judge the love you have for them. If it's sincere, if it's pure, they'll be with you, and take you away forever.
Johanna: I like that story
Jacques: It's hard, you know. I don't know what else to say. You're so far away.
Johanna: Tell me a story.
Jacques: A story? Do you now how it is- do you know what you're supposed to do, to meet a mermaid?
Johanna: No.
Jacques: You go down to the bottom of the sea, where the water isn't even blue anymore, where the sky is only a memory, and you float there, in the silence. And you stay there, and you decide, that you'll die for them. Only then do they start coming out. They come, and they greet you, and they judge the love you have for them. If it's sincere, if it's pure, they'll be with you, and take you away forever.
Johanna: I like that story
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