The Gods were angry with me for loving you The Gods were angry with me because they knew I stood at heaven's portals and that was too high for any mortals
The Gods were angry with me for loving you The Gods were angry with me because they knew I stood at Heaven's portal and that was too high For any mortal
just like seventies goofballs he's waiting on last calls well listen to method man 'cause if you leave on the last line don't leave on the ground
[BOTH:] In us you see a couple of song and dance men [BING:] I'm the song [FRED:] I'm the dance [BOTH:] For laughter, joy and happiness, we're advance
Where, Braving Angry Winter's Storms (Robert Burns) Where, braving angry winter's storms, The lofty Ochils rise, Far in their
[Representa la lucha interior de Jesús. La melodía del violín expresa el baile de una gitana, y la parte central del tema (el cuco
I'm sure this time i'll have your attention if you try to know what is my intention count 1,2,3 and make a connection i just wanna brake down your world
Ride the back of an angry pig Don't understand arithmetic Some join in, get a sweat Others don't get into it Ride the back of an angry pig Ride the
Don't be angry with me darling if I fail to understand All your little whims and wishes all the time Just remember that I'm dumb, I guess, like any foolish
Don't be angry with me darling If I fail to understand All your little whims And wishes all the time Just remember that I'm dumb I guess like any foolish
Gone are the days When hate filled my heart I feel now I am a happy man I laugh now at values that I had All through my youth I was shouting and no one
Why did I break off more than to bite Losin in the last frame Stew on my complications and my reasons in the yard Bars and guitars, guns and girls WIth
You know when you feel it You know when it hits you There's no mistake when you fall You don't anticipate it You can't calculate it It just comes
Sunday.. Sunday, sunrise Lookin' out across the bay And in, your eyes I see all you want to say Sunday.. And now you love me, the clouds above me Couldn
Nuestro amor era igual que una tarde de abril que tambien es fugaz como ser feliz Pudo ser y no fue por ser la vida como es nos dio la vuelta del reves
Bo?e, Bo?e, di ba? ja, od svih sretnih Cigana, da se rodim ba? kad zadrema?? Da me ne blagoslovi?... Nikad ni ne oslovi?... Dok za nekim... Makarkakvim
GO.......OH YEAH.............GO he knows he'll be alone tonight, while contemplating, "What can i do?" The lack of hope leaves him feeling violent,
Non essere arrabbiata Se nella mente mia C'e tanta tanta, tanta, troppa pornografia E non essere arrabbiata Se qualche volta non ti ascolto In fondo ti