La radio trasmette la stessa canzone mi annoio ogni giorno senza interruzione La testa dentro a una nuova dimensione per chi e come me la sola soluzione
Woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho woho. Roter Horizont am gro?en Flu? nur wir beide im Land des Lachelns
There are no ghosts Watching through your walls So put the cross down And there are no angels Reading your thoughts Keep your feet on this ground We
Musik: Inga Humpe, Tommi Eckart Text: Inga Humpe, Daniel Barth Om mani pe me hung ich wei? wie ich ausseh bitte keine fotos und bevor ich ausgeh sitz
It would have been easier and clever to just pass by but I had to try the taste, get a sample for the collection of mine It's luring me from my misery
Without a whisper Without a chore All without ambition That awaits 10,000?s roar The perfect vision Of less is more Awake in me Lotus Flower Without
Hoping and smoking That's what I keep hoping That broken and smoking That's what I keep coping Gotta wake up and notice Wasp in the Lotus Sweet talk
Under the darkened, Ancient oak Gentle in the nights breeze I stop and stare, rest a while With hands upon my knees Through jaded leaves, bush and scrub
(Buck/Mills/Stipe) I was hell Sarcastic silver swell That day it rained Tough spun. Hard won. No Ocean flower aquarium Badlands. Give a hand Honey
There's a lot of different kinds of Buddhism, of particular interest is this one When your teacher's think you're nearing a breakthrough in consciousness
When the morning weeps And the sky is near And the road you choose And my hand is slain In the morning light All is clean and done And the spider
Перевод: Клетке слона. Lotus.
Перевод: Крематорий. Lotus.
Перевод: Электра. Lotus.
Перевод: Кван. Black Lotus.
Перевод: Nakashima, Мика. Destiny `ов Lotus.
Перевод: My Dying Bride. Blue Lotus.
Перевод: REM. Lotus.