Over mountains and sky blue seas On great circles, will you watch for me? The sweetest feeling I've got inside I just can't wait to get lost in your eyes
A star-spangled sky is my roof tonight, The forests are my covers. Moonman, the watcher, with eyes so bright, Gives shelter like a brother. Birds wake
Galileo fell in love as a Galilean boy And he wondered what in heaven Who invented such a joy But the question got the better Of his scientific mind
For all the times I tried for this And every chance at you I missed I've been known to go my way but I confess It made me miss you more I drew my line
Ora di andarmene Ill momentoche Questo cuore teme E difficile Un coltello che Ti lacera Credimi Fa piu male dentro Il dover andarsene Sapere che Tu soffri
Morti irrequieti Somnum reperiat Et lux memorandi nostri eum Porteat ad pacem aeternam
Retournons avant la guerre, avant la fin Avant le besoin de toutes ces prieres Aucun mal, aucun bien, aucun mot croche Ni mots malins que l'on dit quand
I've tried to hold this back so long And we're always such a good thing when it's gone Would it be alright if we just left our hands tonight? Take me
All the towers of ivory are crumbling And the swallows have shackled their beats This is the time of our great undoing This is the time that I'll come
Lately I've been the quiet one Waiting, searching the lines of the songs you played for me Sailing into the misty air Fading, bound for I don't know where
Vim amar voce ate o final Da chuva que navega nosso corpo tropical Espero amar voce ate durar A lua que esclarece esse sol sem descansar jamais Amar o
There's a pale winter moon in the sky coming through my window And the park is laid out like a bed below It's a cold dark night and my heart melts like
Fallen brother, he's a, a fallen husband He's about to be woken in his hospital bed He doesn't wanna rest, he just wants to run And he's tired of being
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Quand tout s'endort mais quand moi je ne veux pas Comme la fievre s'est emparee mes draps. Plus une lumiere ne subsiste au-dela. La ville nous attend
: Ora di andarmene Il momento che Questo cuore teme E'difficile Un coltello che Ti lacera Credimi Fa piu male dentro Il dover andarsene Sapere che Tu
