Hunting high and low

Foarte posibil maine sa merg in Vama. Fara legatura… v-am zis ca imi iau chopper? Saptamana viitoare cred ca incep scoala de soferi impreuna cu Dan.

Principalul motiv pentru care am parul lung e ca imi place sa imi simt vantul prin par, iar sa simt vantul din Vama Veche prin par… priceless. Totul merge perfect cu versurile de mai jos (Stratovarius):

I feel the wind in my hair
And it’s whispering, telling me things
Of the storm that is gathering near
Full of power I’m spreading my wings

Now I’m leaving my worries behind
Feel the freedom of body and mind
I have started my journey, I’m drifting
Away with the wind
I go

I am Hunting High and Low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for, more and more, once again
I’m Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I’ll lose
It’s just a game that I play

After the storm there’s a calm
Through the clouds shines a ray of the sun
I am carried from all of my harm
There is no-one that I can’t outrun

Now I’m leaving my worries behind
Feel the freedom of body and mind
I have started my journey, I’m drifting
Away with the wind
I go

I am Hunting High and Low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for, more and more, once again
I am Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I’ll lose
It’s just a game that I play

“Interlude”

I am Hunting High and Low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for, more and more, once again
I am Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I’ll lose
It’s just a game that I play

I am Hunting High and Low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for, more and more, once again
I am Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I’ll lose
It’s just a game that I play

I am Hunting High and Low