Vertimas: Soma Riba. Moteris Laisvas.
Elle est abonnee a Marie Claire Dans L'nouvel Ob's elle ne lit que Bretecher Le monde y a longtemps qu'elle fait plus semblant Elle achete Match en cachette
Rue deserte Derniere cigarette Plus rien ne bouge Juste un bar qui eclaire le trottoir D'un neon rouge J'ai besoin De trouver quelqu'un J'veux pas dormir
(Feat. Dj Fou) J'ai la montre arretee J'sais meme pas l'heure qu'il est Le telephone a sonne J'm'suis pas reveille Direction salle de bain J'me fais
1- Allons nous laisser tout passer, tout lasser, tout casser ? N'avons nous la de malheur et de maux bien assez ? Dom et Tom en bateau, tombe a l'eau
Yeah, Jason Derulo, yeah Like a shock to my heart When I saw you tonight Like a dream come alive For the very first time When we touch in the dark Baby
A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes As a foundation left to create the spiral aim As a movement
Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your
Ahh Other Other, 'ther A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace Achieve
Sing, bird of prey Beauty begins at the foot of you Do you believe the manner? Gold stainless nail Torn through the distance of man As they regard the
Schindleria praematurus Schindleria praematurus Schindleria praematurus Schindleria praematurus
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There's been some hard feelings here About some words that were said Been some hard feelings here and what is more There's been a bloody purple nose
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"Fish" is recorded by The Damned. This is a punk cover only. Well I've seen you hanging round and round On the streets with something that's on your
[Lyrics - Alan Duffy / Music - Steven Wilson] The first thing that I saw as, the fisherman smiled at me Were empty people dressed in grey, floating out
I don't want to understand this horror There's a weight in your eyes, I can't admit Everybody ends up here in bottles But the name tag's the last thing
You always said, "You were the compassionate one" But now you're laughing at the sun With all your high class friends, you think you've got it made The