by Lenna » Mon Feb 27, 2012 1:09 pm
(Well, France is in a relationship with Jay right now, I dunno about Spain or Prussia. But, yeah, I love the Bad Touch Trio so much! Especially France~ ^.^)
Romania noticed a girl standing on the sidewalk a couple feet from him, looking very upset. Or scared, he couldn't really tell, but either way, it didn't look good. "Alo ('Hello' in Romania). Are you alright?" he asked, his voice thickly accented.
Here they talked of REVOLUTION.
Here it was they lit the flame.
Here they SANG about `tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came.
♠ ♠ ♠
From the table in the corner
They could see a world REBORN
And they rose with voices ringing
I can HEAR them now!
The very words that they had sung
Became their LAST communion
On the lonely barricade at d a w n .~.Made by flight . thief.~