Wine of Dreams
In the calm summer nights I drink wine, the finest wine ever made by dreams or lies Dreams that were, are and will oaths and vows, no one to…
Give Me a Beer
Sober or drunk, does it matter when the world is gray and no love is free; it has to be earned. Can we escape dreaming of paradise and fearing hell? Or just order one more beer which can lead our minds to somewhere safe, somewhere green and sunny. A place where love is the air we breathe.
Come Drink With Me
Fridays come and go, but it’s never too late for a beer or two, or maybe a glass of wine. It gives is wings and strength to forget, to move on to pastures new, to dream about tomorrow.
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