WASTING TIME, it's over and ended WASTING TIME, we deserve HOLD THAT LINE, they ask us in safety Hold that line, when we talk I can see the headlights
Le luci spente delle due di notte passa un barbone con le scarpe rotte la notte qui non e come a Milano o a Roma, sempre pieno di casino fra quasi
Wasting time It's over and ended Wasting time We deserve Hold that line They ask us in safety Hold that line when we talk I can see the headlights and
Morning people take the news A paper window on a world They live on undisturbed Thoughts may fly like lonely birds And lost behind the silent words Voices
I made my dreams then lost them They left and I went away There's no romance in the memory That's part of yesterday But feelings linger stronger Sometimes
Gold, said the man to the many I want money and I'll make it grow I will count my worth in gold Wealth untold, I'll sell my soul Midas Man Midas Man
The sisters worked for the people 'round them Their Spanish lace wove some bread for the poor And they cared and tried but were worn With their fears
Leaving all their thoughts behind Passing over timeless wastes of ecstasy Freedom strangled at the source Takes the only charted course that leads them
Laude novella sia cantata A l'alto donna encoronata Fresca vergene doncella Priomo fior, rosa novella Tutto'l mondo a te s'apella Nella bonor fosti
Oye mami vive tu aventura... Una vez te escribi una cancion Y en ella te pedi que se le lograra aquel amor Y hoy caminando por la calle por casualidad
My dreams are cold and crawl with regret Black and white, there's still us shouting out We might not make it through This chapter covers time without
Le luci spente delle due di notte passa un barbone con le scarpe rotte la notte qui non e come a Milano o a Roma, pieno di casino fra quasi un ora arriva
Le tengo miedo a mi jefe deceando que nunca regrese esperando los dias pa' que nos deje esto es ser encarcelado para evitar una chinga me quedo callado
1983 in the year of our lord The Camero's kickin' The photograph it melts in his hand He's going faster Age 18 with the cute blonde curls The devil's
Hurtful summoning of Gods left behind And with great cause you?ll suffer in pain Your words fall upon deaf ears Never again to swallow the lies You?re
Перевод: Приключение. Амор Бонито (Novela 2).
Перевод: Funeral For A Friend. Новелла.
