O happy days
O happy days
O happy days, whom I adore,
O happy days, whom I love more than bars of cote d’or.
O happy days, whom memory keeps me alive,
O happy days, whom have forsaken me.
The days of happiness have now passed, like day passes into night.
And the days of tomorrow, will be filled with grief and sorrow.
But let today be a happy day, one that as a memory will ever stay.
O happy days, whom I adore,
O happy days, whom I love more than bars of cote d’or.
O happy days, whom memory keeps me alive,
O happy days, whom have forsaken me.
The days of happiness have now passed, like day passes into night.
And the days of tomorrow, will be filled with grief and sorrow.
But let today be a happy day, one that as a memory will ever stay.
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| Grittle: | Donderdag, december 30, 2004 20:59 |
| Ben het helemaal met je eens! Denk aan gisteren, droom over morgen, maar leef vandaag! Liefs, Grittle |
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| Auteur: Voordeckers | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 december 2004 | ||
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