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narozen: 8. 1. 1947 Brixton, Londýn, Anglie † 10. 1. 2016 None
The Prettiest Star
Text písně The Prettiest Star
Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the sky that makes you feel tired It's a trick to make you see wide It can all but break your heart in pieces [Refrén] Staying back in your memory Are the movies in the past How you moved is all it takes To sing a song of when I loved The Prettiest Star One day though it might as well be someday You and I will rise up all the way All because of what you are The Prettiest Star [Refrén] One day though it might as well be someday You and I will rise up all the way All because of what you are The Prettiest Star
David Bowie
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