Hi Abel.. that old video with your gg-grandma that blew up led me here. I honestly didn't expect you'd have such a nice voice haha, bravo. You realize they're _still_ asking you questions in your pinned comment 2 years later right? 😅 Looks like you tired of it after answering the first few dozen. Over 5 million views now and 20k comments, oh mon dieu. Well . . au revoir pour l'instant, prends soin de toi (thanks google translate : )
hi friend ! thanks for the voice 😉. i didn't know that there were still questions under my comment : i haven't had notifications for quite some time. i actually found your com by chance. my great-grandmother would be happy to know that she is a star 😄😎. happy holidays to you ! 🎄
She wasn't the type to stand out. It was never her who was invited to dance She rather felt like she was in the way. Maybe she wanted to break everything She lived further away, in the next street I'm sure you've already met her Her face was transparent like summer But she always seemed bored She wanted to touch the sun Nothing will be the same Lost in her sleep And then the clouds sparkle On ponds of honey And my tears get mixed up I always knew she was going to go up in smoke She would have given anything to be forgotten One morning, in silence, she walked away And she tiptoed away She had decided not to worry anymore It was the end of winter, but she didn't care At the edge of the quay, gently she jumped Her hair slowly sank into the water She wanted to touch the sun Nothing will be the same Lost in her sleep And then the clouds sparkle On ponds of honey And my tears get mixed up She had decided not to worry anymore It was the end of winter, but she didn't care At the edge of the quay, gently she jumped Her hair slowly sank into the water She wanted to touch the sun Nothing will be the same Lost in her sleep And then the clouds sparkle On ponds of honey And my tears get mixed up She wanted to touch the sun Nothing will be the same Lost in her sleep And then the clouds sparkle On ponds of honey And my tears get mixed up
Hi Abel.. that old video with your gg-grandma that blew up led me here. I honestly didn't expect you'd have such a nice voice haha, bravo.
You realize they're _still_ asking you questions in your pinned comment 2 years later right? 😅 Looks like you tired of it after answering the first few dozen. Over 5 million views now and 20k comments, oh mon dieu. Well . . au revoir pour l'instant, prends soin de toi (thanks google translate : )
hi friend ! thanks for the voice 😉. i didn't know that there were still questions under my comment : i haven't had notifications for quite some time. i actually found your com by chance. my great-grandmother would be happy to know that she is a star 😄😎. happy holidays to you ! 🎄
i should learn french
She wasn't the type to stand out.
It was never her who was invited to dance
She rather felt like she was in the way.
Maybe she wanted to break everything
She lived further away, in the next street
I'm sure you've already met her
Her face was transparent like summer
But she always seemed bored
She wanted to touch the sun
Nothing will be the same
Lost in her sleep
And then the clouds sparkle
On ponds of honey
And my tears get mixed up
I always knew she was going to go up in smoke
She would have given anything to be forgotten
One morning, in silence, she walked away
And she tiptoed away
She had decided not to worry anymore
It was the end of winter, but she didn't care
At the edge of the quay, gently she jumped
Her hair slowly sank into the water
She wanted to touch the sun
Nothing will be the same
Lost in her sleep
And then the clouds sparkle
On ponds of honey
And my tears get mixed up
She had decided not to worry anymore
It was the end of winter, but she didn't care
At the edge of the quay, gently she jumped
Her hair slowly sank into the water
She wanted to touch the sun
Nothing will be the same
Lost in her sleep
And then the clouds sparkle
On ponds of honey
And my tears get mixed up
She wanted to touch the sun
Nothing will be the same
Lost in her sleep
And then the clouds sparkle
On ponds of honey
And my tears get mixed up
i have a question
i know : you're going to ask me if i want to marry you; they all ask me ! 😆😆😂