Apríl 2004

Leika við brósa.

 

 

Hann er aaaltaf að stríða mér hann brósi, stríðnispúkinn.

 

 

Myndasyrpa með Guðbjörg sól og Sigurþór Guðna á GamanOgAlvar Nú segir pabbi að við eigum að vera svona og svona.

 

hahaha voðalega er hann pabbi skrítinn, hann heldur að ég geti bara verið eins og hann vill. Og nú ætlar Brósi að reyna líka.

 

Jaja ég skal brosa.

 

 

 

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Boney M.

Two of us

 

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someones
Hard earned pay
You and me sunday driving
Not arriving on our way back home
Were on our way home
Were on our way home
Were going home

Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters on my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches on our way back home
Were on our way home
Were on our way home
Were going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road
That stretches out of here

Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo in the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere on our way back home
Were on our way home
Were on our way home
Were going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road
That stretches out of here

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someones
Hard earned pay
You and me sunday driving
Not arriving on our way back home
Were on our way home
Were on our way home
Were going home

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