at the temple of black gods I failed again for you – a chilvarous end for a man clandestine enthralling haze a docile sacrifice for your grace resurrect
I’ve spent so much time trying to fix your life that I forgot about mine. This time I’m putting my foot straight through the floor. You wont be walking
I fell in love with you watching Casablanca. Back road the drive in shaw in the flickerin' light. Pop corns and cokes beneath the stars. Then came champange
In casablanca the sun is shining The desert flower is blooming there In casablanca my love lies waiting My heart is burning to meet her there Casablanca
at the temple of black gods i failed again for you - a chilvarous end for a man clandestine enthralling haze a docile sacrifice for your grace resurrect
Noche y dia suenas con llegar, el desierto es tu prision. Luna llena espia de tu andar fugitivo de la revolucion, si. Casablanca esta al llegar, Casablanca
[Play it: as Time goes by] [Play it for Harry, play it for me] [Play it, Sam] Er hat an ihr vorbeigesehn Und ihm war kalt dabei Kein Abschied macht es
No debes olvidar besar siempre es besar igual que suspirar en lo fundamental sera que el tiempo va Amante como tu diran que eres "mi luz" tambien sucederan
Wir sehen uns an und wir wissen wir haben verloren. Die Nacht war so schön doch du spürst so wird's nie wieder sein. Das Morgenrot kündet
[Conversation]: Stop touching the fucking door man You so fucking paranoid man What's the matter wit' you man? It's like a nigga could write for hours
(Harry SW & Yovie W) waktu aku akan pulang kupegang erat kemudi dalam panasnya jakarta mobil-mobil kiri kanan hirup pikuk bising kota kulewati casablanca
I've spent so much time trying to fix your life that I forgot about mine. This time I'm putting my foot straight through the floor. You wont be walking
It doesn't matter that I'm falling apart at the seams Try not to notice when I say I don't know what you mean It makes no difference when I Try hard
Please take me out of here So we can have a ball I've been tied up My face against the wall Who's got trouble, we've got trouble Go ahead make mine a
Strange times in casablanca when people pull down their shades And it's easy enough for us to look at each other and wonder why We were to blame Blame
O.K.! DAS IST PURER BLODSINN, ABER EGAL WIE IHR DARUBER DENKT, ES HAT UNS SPASS GEMACHT. --------------------------------------------- scanned
Stop touching the fucking door, man You so fucking paranoid man What's the matter wit' you man? It's like a nigga could write for hours and get real Theatrical
Sie stand vor mir unter'm Neonlicht, Tränen aus Glas über ihr Gesicht, und dann reifen sie am Airport ihren Namen aus. Als ich sagte, Baby,