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Standing in the rain
There's nobody around
Can't resist to the strain
Waiting to be found
Reaching for a hand
Craving for touch
But it's you who pretends
You don't care all that much
You always say you fear
You always claim you're sorry
And I always shed a tear
And I let you tell your story
On and on pours the rain
I'm as I were when you left
Then you try to explain
To your pleas I am deaf
Then as if I were a beach
As if you were a wave
For my hand then you reach
For my touch you then crave
You always say you fear
You always claim you're sorry
And I always shed a tear
And I let you tell your story
Suddenly stops the rain
And all seems to be bright
Then you leave me again
Resuming your flight
You always say you fear
You always say you're sorry
And I always shed a tear
And I let you tell your story
But I know you don't know fear
And I know that you're not sorry
Your pretence I'm ending here
Don't want to listen to your story
I am done I do not worry
There was no profit and no gain
Only heroes have a glory
Look, it started raining again |
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אילו אליעזר
שוסטק לא היה שר
הבריאות בראשית
שנות ה-80, איך
היה נראה הממסד
רפואי של היום? |
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נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.