C'est nous qui brisons les barreaux des prisons, pour nos frères, La haine à nos trousses, et la faim qui nous pousse, la misère. Il y a des pays où les gens aux creux des lits font des rêves, Ici, nous, vois-tu, nous on marche et nous on tue nous on crève.

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

Talented Russians



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Song for Bob

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La maison/ questo ragazzo/ cement





Posted by thr at 2/10/2010 10:07:00 PM |

Smog

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Cod Liver Oil

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Tuesday, 9 February 2010

Alone and Forsaken

Posted by thr at 2/09/2010 06:13:00 PM |

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Thursday, 4 February 2010

My friend, the rose...

Posted by thr at 2/04/2010 10:10:00 PM |

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