1. I lie on the bag
Which is full of the gold
I’m going
From the town
Under a hill,
Which is stayed alone
I’m going trough the city,
Which stays next to long lake
I saw
The people with long swords
The gnomes with long shaggy beards
And I saw the elves with long bows.

2. But now I’m going home
Where I haven’t been a long time
I’m going home
With my little secret,
The ring, which makes me invisible.
The ring, which wanna
Go on the dark lord’s hand,
Which wanna makes
the bad. I called it
my PRECIOUS

But it’s dark lord’s ring,
Which was hammered in the land of Mordor.

This ring must be
DESTROYED!!!

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luc.ka  26. 5. 2008 15:12
ta predlozka pred home v nadpise mi tam strasne nesedi...
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