Viljandi paadimees Muusika:A Vinters Sõnad:J.pori Käe ulatub noor paadimees Young sailor reaches out his hand Nii lahkelt neiule, so kindly to the miss Kes aralt seisab tema ees, Who shyly stands infront of him Et sõita üle vee. to get to other shore Ah silmad,need silmas Oh those eyes,those eyes Ei iial unune, I can never forget... Need ilusad sinised silmad Those beatiful blue eyes
"I was wrong about you on one other thing, as well. You're not a magnet for accidents -- that's not a broad enough classification. You are a magnet for trouble. If there is anything dangerous within a ten-mile radius, it will invariably find you." "And you put yourself into that category?" I guessed. His face turned cold, expressionless. "Unequivocally." I stretched my hand across the table again -- ignoring him when he pulled back slightly once more -- to touch the back of his hand shyly with my fingertips. His skin was cold and hard, like a stone. "Thank you." My voice was fervent with gratitude. "That's twice now." His face softened. "Let's not try for three, agreed?" I scowled, but nodded. He moved his hand out from under mine, placing both of his under the table. But he leaned toward me. "I followed you to Port Angeles," he admitted, speaking in a rush. "I've never tried to keep a specific person alive before, and it's much more troublesome than I would have believed
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