tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198586162011-07-28T14:25:27.147+03:00İf you want to learn anything interesting about of myself you should look after all over this page.Have a nice time...Lostparadisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326581538389416329noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19858616.post-1134668451325362952005-12-15T19:04:00.000+02:002006-01-22T02:17:48.880+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/1600/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/200/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#009900;">These are my fish called "</span><span style="color:#ffcc00;">DİSCUS</span><span style="color:#009900;">".They are always very expensive.İn spite of the price they are always valuable and peerless fish in aquarium world...They looks very pretty aren't they? </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19858616-113466845132536295?l=mustafaalpaslan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lostparadisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326581538389416329noreply@blogger.com41tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19858616.post-1134562629420273932005-12-14T14:12:00.000+02:002006-01-22T02:32:43.516+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/1600/cccccccccccccccccccccccc.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/200/cccccccccccccccccccccccc.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/1600/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/200/bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">SOLDİER OF FORTUNE</span></strong><br />I have often told you stories about the way</div><div align="center">I lived the life of a drifter,waiting for the day</div><div align="center">When I'd take your hand and sing you song,</div><div align="center">then maybe you would say</div><div align="center">Come lay with me and love me and </div><div align="center">I surely stay but I fell</div><div align="center">I am growing older and the songs that </div><div align="center">I have sung Echo in the distance like the sound of a windmill going round</div><div align="center">I guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune</div><div align="center">Many times I've been a traveller,I looked for something new</div><div align="center">In the days of old when nights were cold I wondered without you</div><div align="center">but those days I thought my eyes had seen you standing near</div><div align="center">Though blindness is confusing,it shows that you're not here</div><div align="center">now I feel ı'm growing older</div><div align="center">and the songs that I've sung echo in the distance</div><div align="center">like a sound of a windmill going around</div><div align="center">I guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune...<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2943/1974/1600/89.jpg"></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19858616-113456262942027393?l=mustafaalpaslan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lostparadisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326581538389416329noreply@blogger.com0