Что ты видел в своей жизни хорошего Что ты знаешь о цвете неба Что ты можешь вспомнить из своего прошлого Кроме того что никогда нигде не был Каждый новый
Walking with shoes on fire Mercury rising higher Every step is closer to you I’m walking with shoes on fire Has time stopped cold The moments seem like
Homeward, the new road meanders Washed out, the old road asks, 'What did I bring?' Flowers, a verse about springtime Perchance, in the tree line, she'
Strangers always got some mess to spread But I have learned to flick them off Can.t walk a mile in my YSLs I strap them on and I walk it off Got .em
Das sind zwei linke Schuh' - der andere und Du. Er pa?t uberhaupt nicht zu Dir! Das sind zwei linke Schuh' - der andere und Du. Mein Liebling, Du pa?t
Je suis ne dans une ville ou tout est haut Sous les cinquante etoiles d'un drapeau Mon enfance joue quelque part dans la nuit Sur un palier d'escalier
I took my lucky break and I broke it in two. Put on my worried shoes, m-y-y-y worried shoes. Took me so many miles, and they never wore out. My worried
Woke up cold one Tuesday, I'm looking tired and feeling quite sick, I felt like there was something missing in my day-to-day life, So I quickly opened
One, two, One, two, three, four... I'm sure I've seen this look before Done a thousand times and a million more How many lies did he tell this time?
We used to swim the same moonlight waters Oceans away from the wakeful day - My fall will be for you - My fall will be for you My love will be in you
Ночь, взрывы на песке: Оставляют мне Скоррпионы, Ночь, желтые огни, я или они:Скорпионы. 9 баллов вода - Я оживаю - 9 баллов меня - 9 баллов вода - Я
Mama, she done told me She didn't like this rock and roll But mama, mama, please Mama, you just don't know I don't want to hang up my rock and roll shoes
(a-wa) o kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange (a-wa a-wa) si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide
Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth
Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life
We used to be number 10 Now we're permanent one In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
[WYCLEF] I woke up this morning I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie Selassie said greetings in the name of the most