When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,
We used to love while others used to play.
Dont ask me why, but time has passed us by,
Someone else moved in from far away.

Now we are tall, and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
But guess well cry come first of may.

The apple tree that grew for you and me,
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And I recall the moment of them all,
The day I kissed your cheek and you were mine.

Now we are tall, and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
But guess well cry come first of may.

When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,
Do do do do do do do do do...
Dont ask me why, but time has passed us by,
Someone else moved in from far away.


I’ve just realized that today is the first of may.. and this is a great oldie by Bee gees.. Happy Labor Day to all working folks!!

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I don’t know why but I just want to post this following comment made by Barca-ians…

“What will you take on a desert island?? You could always go to Didier Drogba for suggestions. He had 89 minutes to think about during the first leg of the champions league, 89 minutes to choose a book, a CD, to go for a mobile phone or a Swiss army knife or a lighter to make fires. Every now and then Gerard Piqué and Rafael Márquez visited him as they went to collect some strange object his team-mates occasionally sent his way, always by air mail.”

LOL… what a comment.. bring on the second leg mannn!!!