am compost and leaves And my life has gone, darling And now I am free And my life has gone, darling Like words made of sand Like the shivering trees And my
Перевод: Андерсон, Бретт. Song For My Father.
Перевод: Капитан И Теннил. Song For My Father.
I am compost and leaves And my life has gone, darling And now I am free And my life has gone, darling Like words made of sand Like the shivering trees And my
(Instrumental)
My Lac)Smokin My Dro Sippin My Yack(Oh Real Pimpin Like And I Smoke My Dro And Sip My Yack)Sitin In The Back Of My Lac(Yeah Yeah)Smokin My Dro Sippin
This is a song for my father... Сто исхожено дорог, сто исплавано морей Я встречал прекрасных королев и падших королей И детей, взрослее взрослых,
you think we are? Another joker who's a rock and roll star for you Just for you The faithful image of another man The endless ocean of emotion I swam for you Yeah for
for every time you took my orange juice, or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate milk. Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and
'n Charles) They were the ones who were left in charge My elementary they gang up on me and sang this song (sang this song, sang this song, sang this song, sang this song
eyes [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Rapped] Yeah and if I could sing, I'd keep singing this song to my daughter If I could hit the notes, I'd blow something as long as my father
my closet [Eminem] Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered With all of this nonsense it's constant And "oh it's just lyrical content!" The song
you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world Now you sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault my fault [Eminem] I went to John
I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
Love to my true Thugs, picture me now Still down for that Death Row sound, searchin for paydays No longer Dre Day, arrivederci Blown and forgotten, rotten for
called my name And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame For the
door they hurried She was gonna find out for sure So she analyzed his rear end She said, "When I was a little girl my dad left my mom. He used to always
