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Ladies remember long ago (long ago), We asked santa to get us Christmas dolls (toget us christmas dolls), But this year the dolls are you and me (the
Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells All seem to say throw cares away Christmas is here, bringing good cheer To young and old, meek and the bold Ding
Situation's all critical You've got to look first before you go If you wasn't too sure then now you know The situation is all critical Wait OK you
(Frollo/Gringoire/Quasimodo) Les cloches ne sonnent plus La cathedrale s'est tue Quasimodo est malheureux Quasimodo est amoureux Il fait la greve des
Gino sei un cane Fammi bere fammi bщ Meno male bella infame Che dal buio arrivi tu Quando vedo te Sento le campane Mi scappa la pipм Da da dall
Цвeтныe огни из eё дeтcтвa, Moнгoльcкaя cтpeлa, вoнзившaяcя в cepдцe. Mнe бeз нeё дышaть oдним лёгким, Дyшa нa пpoтeзax c чyвcтвoм нeлoвким. Ha oбoяx
There are four black horses With eyes of flamin' red Their rovers are tied with ribbin' All around my baby's head The bells are ringin' And their sail
As God is God, as light is light Whose law is wrong? Whose might is right? Here we are on the edge The edge of change I believe in peace, my only wish
You feel so lonely when it's in the afternoon And you gotta face it all through the night Don't it make you believe That something's gonna have to happen
Disco, disco mystic Disco, disco mystic Disco, disco mystic ... repeat
Mama, you tell me how's the family? And papa, tell me how thing's going by you? And little baby sister, I heard that you got married And I heard that
Hey, pretty baby Don't you think you might give me a chance Get it on with me Go down-town for some loving romance And I know I ain't nothing I ain't
Hey, hey, hey Hey now, there's a lovely girl And she's stealin' all your sheets Hey now, there's a lovely girl That's the kind of girl to meet, oh Hey
Stupid man, hitchhiking out of a good life He says, "Catch you when" And he thinks he's got big, big planes Gonna build a house upon some land Oh, Casey
And the actresses relate To the actor who comes home late After the plays have gone down And the crowds have scattered around Through the city lights
With you, life moves so fast With you, everything's the last Slow down Don't you think you could be less capricious I've met you, I don't have no death
The market-place has nothing to sell Left alone it's awnings shiver Wind whistles through the wood Fish teeth snapping in a river Peaks puncture the