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[Vizitator]

I am a man who walks alone

And when I'm walking a dark road

At night or strolling through the park

 

When the light begins to change

I sometimes feel a little strange

A little anxious when it's dark....

[Vizitator]

I am a man who walks alone

And when I'm walking a dark road

At night or strolling through the park

 

When the light begins to change

I sometimes feel a little strange

A little anxious when it's dark....

[Vizitator]

I am a man who walks alone

And when I'm walking a dark road

At night or strolling through the park

 

When the light begins to change

I sometimes feel a little strange

A little anxious when it's dark....

[Vizitator]

I am a man who walks alone

And when I'm walking a dark road

At night or strolling through the park

 

When the light begins to change

I sometimes feel a little strange

A little anxious when it's dark....

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[andreea rebeca]

H0

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[andreea rebeca]

Nn

[mr president]

TIGER, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[andreea rebeca]

Bh