He said what about Los Angeles? She said we never really made it that far west We scored big in Denver and thought it might be best To go hang around
So what if I came clean And told you all you mean to me So what if I meant every word I said Baby, don't let it go to your head So what if I write your
The first degree was a riot You were making sure my lesson's learned I'm not ashamed but I'm trying I've come to expect the standards you have set Tell
Late Sunday evening I only just feel like eating Am I feeling unwell For what I've done or drunk Or for someone might tell I'm gonna find it hard to
It was infinitely late at night The stars are still out there But they're all out of light Don't worry about me, I'll be alright It's just infinitely
Gone forever, the writing on the wall They've boarded-up the cinema Strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams Shut down in a modern town See you walking
Lets go to church, next Sunday morning Let's kneel an' pray side by side Our love will grow, on Sunday morning If we have the Lord as our guide Through
Lungo le file di sale andava il vento che pace non ha; pioggia di gocce di mare sopra il fango di citta. File di muri di cera in mano al tempo che vero
Sotto un cielo neronero sopra un Ford del ?26, arrivammo che era l?alba, poco prima delle sei. Giunti a porta capuana, a due passi dalla stazione vedemmo
SP Le jugement dernier. Je peux backer tous mes peches Ne si jeune dans un milieu si vieux, j'ai pas grand chose pis j'ai trop d'orgueil pour meme
The first degree was a riot We're making sure Our lesson's learned I'm not ashamed, but im trying I've come to expect The standards you have set Tell
Late, Sunday evening I only just feel like eating Am I feeling unwell For what I've done, or drunk Or for someone might tell I'm gonna find it hard
Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh You might lose your faith in science You might lose your faith in wealth You might lose your faith in Jesus, oh Or lose faith in yourself
occhi e Lo sento di nuovo il rumore di un bacio Lascia Che io cada in fondo a questa domenica Solo un angolo di pomeriggio resta E rimane in fondo a questa domenica
Vertaling: Art Brut. Late Zondag Avond.
Vertaling: The Cowboy Kerk zondag School. Open Up Your Heart (And Let The Sunshine In).
Vertaling: Witt, Joachim. Het Laatste Oordeel.
Vertaling: Vier feiten. Het Laatste Oordeel.
