Lunga scala d'aria che sale dal deserto Non c'e confine tra l'occhio dentro e l'occhio fuori Morgana Lenta processione all'alba nel deserto Fata Morgana
Sensible est ma peau Sensible est mon coeur Je chante les mots, d'une voix de douceur L'image dans la glace me montre mon choix Reviennes ces traces
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Fata Morgana, so nah und doch so weit, wie eine Fata Morgana. Abarakadabara - Und sie war nicht mehr da! Wie eine Fata Morgana, so nah und doch so weit
to kings your heart surely turn to dust Damian she's the mortal of man Lives in your dreams in darkness, reaches out her hand Come to me Fata Morgana
I've got a question, I got to know I see right what I'm looking for I see, I see, I see I got no hurry, I've got no fight I know it's all in the hidden
I lost my mind a couple of gals ago I left behind, never saw it go Just a little bit of snow out on the leaves Just confusion drifting, swirling to my
Way off down the road There comes Wagon Red Found himself a nickel Went straight to his head Get on down Get on down Get on down, whoa I looked out
I went outside, what did I see I saw the sky, I saw some trees I saw a girl, a beauty queen I knew that I was a machine There is a button that makes
I know a place Where the visitor always stays Beauty runs 'em down When they chance to cross that way Through the night I hear that strain Beauty's on
One afternoon as dusk was nearing I saw something I thought worth hearing Something that's been around so long Now listen to my new year's song Who ever
Some come away with an armload of hay One sails to market on her sea Some like to say they'll do it yesterday One starts his car without a key Some come
Jelly roll fire cracker Chicken farmer's luck Gutterball goldfish wedding Rare new Siamese duck Out size lavender basket Linoleum money floor Stubborn
Quit it give it up, ring that bell You climb the walls, might as well Like golden roses fallin' down Ringing out all over town Somewhere in the ballroom
Four sides of curves You call it round It's saying nothing Doesn't make a sound Doesn't lift a finger But it's working all the time Got to know it well
Doesn't it blow so cold and lonely Oh, and it's blowin your way Thunder roars, the clouds are reeling A thousand shades of gray And it falls you see it
I'm throwing rice at the girl that I love After she just said I do I'm throwing rice with a smile on my lips But my heart is breaking in two Oh she was
Written by lindsey buckingham and richard dashut. Walked out, goodbye I swore I never would cry Tore a page of my heart She wants me to be her friend