Russian Blue - A cat for you
Våran snart treåriga älskade missepisse Lisa, världens mest sociala och vänligaste katt, har nu varit fotomodell igen - trots hatet mot kameran och blixten. Så här kommer en liten uppdatering i all hast, eftersom det är mycket som ska göras här hemma. Hoppas det uppskattas för er Russian Blue älskare :D
With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart, no more words to say
You will find that the world have changed forever.
And now the trees are turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer.
When the cold of winter comes, starless night will cover day.
In the veiling of the sun, we will walk in bitter rain.
But in dreams, I will hear your name.
And in dreams, we will meet again.
What do you see, on the horizon.
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises.
The ships has come to carry you home.
Visst är hon, som Ned Flanders skulle säga, gulle-i-gull-ull-ig? :D Kram <333
And all things turn to silver glass.
A light on the water... all souls pass, into the west.
With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart, no more words to say
You will find that the world have changed forever.
And now the trees are turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer.
When the cold of winter comes, starless night will cover day.
In the veiling of the sun, we will walk in bitter rain.
But in dreams, I will hear your name.
And in dreams, we will meet again.
What do you see, on the horizon.
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises.
The ships has come to carry you home.
Visst är hon, som Ned Flanders skulle säga, gulle-i-gull-ull-ig? :D Kram <333
And all things turn to silver glass.
A light on the water... all souls pass, into the west.
