мимо. Моя муза прошла мимо. Пантомима - жизнь без слова. Пантомима В вещих снах. Эта песня о слезах. Эта песня пантомима. Пантомима - крик безмолвный. Пантомима
слова Разделим пополам с тобой все варианты судеб Червивый плод нашей любви лежит на блюде И не удержать… Скупой мечты ножа Я в пантомиме своих чувств
The management said they were sorry For the inconvenience you are suffering And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy Don't book the jobs so far apart
Burning bright in the industries of night Between the stars like a wanderer, across the sea of suns I reached out for the radiant shadow of a figure with
Have they feel they've raised her, the new Queen of Evolution Her fate won't see to that 'cause we're gonna know her later Grab that girl, get her home
they feel they've raised her the new queen of evolution her fate won't see to that cause we're gonna know her later grab that girl get her home let's
I was born as a pantomime horse Ugly as the sun when he falls to the floor I was cut from the wreckage one time This is what I get for being that way
I have no reason why why I should listen to all those accusations thrown at me There's really no excuse for what you've done to me duplicity in your eyes
In my fantasy, I?m a pantomime I?ll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean Words are too messy and it?s way past time To hand in my mouth, paint
They feel they've raised her the new queen of evolution her fate wont see to that cause we're gonna know her later grab that girl, get her home lets
Well thanks alot thank you Now I'm the talk of the town Of all the fools they drink to I am the king of the clowns I play the lonely joker I take
The management said they were sorry For the inconvenience you are suffering And mr. booking agent, please have mercy Don't book the jobs so far apart
(Simon Mimoun/DSLZ) traduit du francais en arabe par Rajaa Bel Mahrez Toute une vie hantee par toi Toi qui ne m'ecoute pas Tu m'as dit ne chante pas
(Simon Mimoun/DSLZ) Toute une vie hantee par toi Toi qui ne m'ecoutes pas... Tu m'as dit ne chante pas, Moi qui ne chante que pour toi. Alors, dis-moi
Hubo una vez hace mucho tiempo que tuve un sueno... En que dejaba de ser mayor para ser otra vez pequeno. Donde las plantas que se fumaban se cultivaban
They feel they've raised her the new queen of evolution Her fate won't see to that Cause we're gonna know her later Grab that girl Get her home let's
In my fantasy I?m a pantomime I?ll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean Words are too messy And it?s way past time To hand in my mouth
I'm on strings So move me March, march, march To the beat of no drums The lights are on But way too bright I'm on strings So move me Paint my Face right