"Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead." , 25, Homme, Pologneère visite : Mercredi soir

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ParamoreCareful Hier 20h49m
ParamoreWhere The Lines Overlap [Acoustic] Hier 20h46m
ParamoreIgnorance [Acoustic] Hier 20h42m
ParamoreAll I Wanted Hier 20h38m
ParamoreMisguided Ghosts Hier 20h35m
ParamoreWhere the Lines Overlap Coups de cœur Hier 20h32m
ParamoreLooking Up Coups de cœur Hier 20h28m
ParamoreFeeling Sorry Hier 20h25m
ParamoreThe Only Exception Hier 20h21m
ParamoreTurn It Off Coups de cœur Hier 20h16m
ParamoreBrick by Boring Brick Hier 19h40m
Kaliber 44Konfrontacje Hier 19h38m
Wolfgang Amadeus MozartSerenade No.13 'Eine kleine Nachtmusik': Allegro Hier 19h30m
UnsunWhispers Hier 19h26m
Hugh LaurieSt. James Infirmary Coups de cœur Hier 19h20m
WintersunDarkness and Frost 14 déc. 18h17m
WintersunLand of Snow and Sorrow 14 déc. 18h08m
WintersunSons of Winter and Stars 14 déc. 17h55m
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"Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin,
Naal ok zin los vahriin
wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal
ahrk fin norok paal graan

fod nust hon zindro zaan
fah hin kogaan mu draal
ahrk fin kel l ost prodahdo ved viing ko fin krah
tol fod zeymah win kein meyz fundein
Alduin feyn do jun
kruziik vokun staadnau
voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein"

Dragonborn Dragonborn
By his honor is sworn
To keep evil forever at bay
And the fiercest foes rout
When they hear triumph's shout
Dragonborn for your blessing we pray

Hidden Meaning [What it sounds like]

For the king, Dovahkiin!
For the sake of Skyrim!
For our land! For our home!
For the High Hrothgar's blood!
For the Nords! For the Gods!
For the sole single son
Dovahkiin, our king,
who will dawn with fire!

"And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
and not a soul to hear."
The Rains of Castamere <3 <3 <3
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sudo chmod 777 twoja_stara

Lubie placki.
Należę do narodowego frontu wyzwolenia szparagów.
Jestem za uwolnieniem krasnali ogrodowych.

"Jeden, by wszystkimi rządzić, jeden, by wszystkie odnaleźć,
Jeden, by wszystkie zgromadzić i w ciemności związać."

"Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul,
ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul."

which means:

"One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them."
Black speech of Sauron

"Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow.
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow."
King Théoden (Lord Of The Rings - Two Towers)

„Kiedy spada śnieg i wieje biały wiatr, samotny wilk umiera, ale stado przeżyje. Latem jest pora na kłótnie. Zimą natomiast musimy chronić się nawzajem, ogrzewać, dzielić myślami. Dlatego jeśli już musisz nienawidzić, to nienawidź tych, którzy naprawdę mogą nas skrzywdzić.”

english v:

"When the snows fall and the white winds
blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. Summer is the time for squabbles. In
winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. So if
you must hate, Arya, hate those who would truly do us harm."
Eddard Stark

I tak sie wlasnie konczy swiat
nie hukiem, ni skomleniem
lecz szumem belkotu slepcow
zapomnialych swego upadku

Oto krew swiata, strumienie Ichor
Strugi cieplej sliny na pyskach Hylikos

Oto istota kielicha z Mateusza
Ksztalty bez formy, cienie bez barwy
Slowa bez znaczen, mozlwiosci bez celu
Promieniejace zycie


And that is how the world ends
Not with clatter, nor with whining
But with the murmurous stammering of the blind
Forgetful of their own fall

This is the blood of the world, streams of ichor
Brooks of the warm saliva on the mouths of hylikos

This is the substance of the chalice of Mathew
Shapes without form, shadows without colour
Words without meaning, potentiality without purpose
Radiating life

Mgła - Further Down The Nest II

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