Я вижу небо в нем тишина Я поднимаюсь к небу еле дыша И вдруг понимаю это во мне душа Странное дело это моя душа Как нелепо жить вниз головой Когда такое
Судьба, прошу, не пожалей добра, Терпима будь, а значит, будь добра. Храни меня, и под своей рукою Дай счастья мне, а значит, дай покоя. Дай счастья мне
Позабыв про этот город В ночь уходишь прочь И в глазах как будто холод слез Превратить мечтаешь мысли В чистую тетрадь Прошептав всего два слова, забыть
Если сто бегунов как один бегут, Это можно назвать так и сяк. У лошадей это будет табун, У pыб это будет косяк. Лишь в стаде баpан довеpяет судьбе, За
Мой мальчик, Мальчик Стасик. Он меня,любит сейчас. Мой дружок. Любит гонки. И гуляет с моей. Подругой. Припев: Любовь которая под током, Любовь которая
Бить. В Южной Корее опять кого-то будут бить. Пить. В лондонских портах докеры наверно снова будут пить. Но снимите с нас строгий ошейник - он нам начал
I am not a child now I can take care of myself I mustn't let them down now Mustn't let them see me cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm
I got dolls with silk and sashes then I tore Out their eyelashes Mom would wonder if I was evil when I'd Covet my brother's Kenievel Christmas time is
If I faltered slightly twice Singling a double or botching a landing If that was my routine, it was torture I know that it's not an understatement No
Do you remember that one Christmas when we Didn't think we'd be together. We were almost seperated by the weather But I ran through the snow Right up
There's an echo in my body echoes slide Down the roof You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now Look deep in those eyes Whose kindness moves my Texas
I've heard about inner light it makes the brown in your eyes look watery I felt something while talking to you, Gently intoxicating I felt the source
Just before the afternoon creeps in Just before it gets too hot, to be outside I like to lay on my back in the grass and Watch the airplanes go by and
Now a man loving a woman that's a very common thing Common but beautiful all the same Still there's something very neat, something so extraordinarily
I have a secret for you I've been told if you want to make it in this game Got to have the luck You got to have the look To make what I quite like to
There's a gold frame That sits by the window And my heart breaks A little more each time I try To picture the memory inside There's an old book I's too
One night when I was sleeping a gypsy lady sneak into my head and she said 'I've got a bottle of schnapps lets get to know each other drinking a belly
I had a hard run, runnin' from your window I was all night running, running, Lord, I wonder if you care I had a run in, run around and run down Run around