وقتی که دیر رسیدم

و با دیگری دیدمت

فهمیدم که گاهی

هرگز نرسیدن بهتر است

از دیر رسیدن!!

کاش ما هم چوبى بودیم

در روزهایى که دلم شکسته بود

یاد حرف هاى پدر ژپتو به پینکیو افتادم

که میگفت:

پینکیو چوبى بمان ادم ها سنگدلند دنیاشون قشنگ نیست . . .

Little girl kisses her mom

Tells her I love you holds on to her neck

Little girl doesn’t have much

She walks with a smile, she’s so full of life

But she cries in the night

Just to try to hold on

No one can hear her

She’s all alone

This little girl closes her eyes

All that she wants

Is someone to love

Someone to love

Little girl, she’s all grown up

Oh, she’s getting famous, she’s a big star

Little girl, fights with her mom

Can’t believe money changed who she loves

And she cries in the night

Just to try to hold on

No one can hear her

She’s all alone

This little girl closes her eyes

All that she wants

Is someone to love, oh, yeah

Someone to love, oh, yeah

She cries in the night

Just to try to hold on

No one can hear her

She’s all alone

This little girl closes her eyes

All that she wants

Is someone to love

Someone to love her, to love, to love

گاو اولی: ما!
گاو دومی: مااااا مااااا
گوسفند وارد ماجرا میشه: بع
گاو اولی: مااااا
گوسفند دومی: بع
گوسفند اولی: بع بع…
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نه واقعا نشستی این گفت و گو رو تا آخر خوندی؟ الان هم منتظر بقیه ماجرا هستی؟ ای جانم!
احتمالا دانشجو هم هستی؟