The Doors
“When the Music’s over turn out the light…”
Carry me Caravan take me away
Non, je ne regrette rien
Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.
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“When the Music’s over turn out the light…”
Carry me Caravan take me away
Non, je ne regrette rien
Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.
It seems that all of the Elvis and Morrison sightings have finally ceased.
February 6, 2018 at 9:36 pm
I think so. Now it is quiet place as it should be.
February 7, 2018 at 8:03 am
Oh, I see it’s Paris! Well, that makes sense since New Orleans is French Creole and the architecture of the cemeteries is similar.
January 29, 2018 at 8:42 am
Тhe other guess is right. Actually, the catholic cemeteries are looking identically all over the world.
January 29, 2018 at 4:08 pm
The cemetery in New Orleans, right?
January 29, 2018 at 8:41 am
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January 25, 2018 at 11:14 am
Thank you
January 25, 2018 at 11:22 am
Doors, indeed
January 25, 2018 at 11:07 am
All that doors are leading to eternity…
January 25, 2018 at 11:21 am
They are, indeed. I was there in the ’90s
January 25, 2018 at 12:52 pm