Passa il treno della notte Dietro i cartelli della ferrovia Sotto un lampione in questa strada deserta La mia bottiglia cerca compagnia Bambina dolce
Volano gli anni e volano le sottane Cambia la musica si sciolgono nuove campane Come voli d?uccelli passano le stagioni Vento che viene dal mare al mare
Benedetta questa terra Benedetta questa spiga di grano Benedetta sia la rosa Che tieni nella mano Viva la sposa bianca e senza spine Che hai colto un
te lo splendore di un tempo che se non e mai stato ora e sempre piu avaro di momenti di gioia pura quattro gocce di blu poco piu quattro gocce di blu
и мне довелось испытать, Это помнит и мой очаг. О Четыре Ветра, вас нет быстрей, Вы же знаете - я не лгу. Донесите же песнь мою до друзей, Пред которыми
The way we lived, we felt so alive I saw a flash in the corner of my eye Behind the closed door there's no light Yeah, it was only four songs and a fight
You're gone now I feel fine Seventeen months yeah I feel fine What about you I bet you've been crying Bet you've been going around town lying I'm driving
* - first demo as a six piece, in Culver City, 1981, by some hippie at some shitty 8 track studio (enjoy!) ** - "What Price Happiness" 7" session recorded
dreamers stop here in hopes they'll get chance of a lifetime ago but I will not wait there drifters stop here and think the way they lived life with no
Suddenly she came Like a come that comes and goes With a sweetness in her eyes And a ring between her nose Walking down the beach We saw a castle made
Never used to be so tired Never used to be so anxious Never said, "used to be", so much If this is love then I Have been so sorely mistaken If this is
dreamers stop here in hopes they'll get a chance of a lifetime ago but i will not wait there drifters stop here and think the way they lived life with
Перевод: B-Legit. Вилли Остерман Песни В пародии (четыре Botz).
Перевод: Черный Fööss. Вилли Остерман Песни В пародии (четыре Botz).
Перевод: Четыре ноги Fingers. Мои песни.
me esperaras aqui Debo partir, antes de que salga el sol debo seguir viviendo como un loco sonador al diablo mi alma vendi a cambio de esta cancion y
: Mira, estamos solos en este cuarto pero alguien nos espia, sin embargo... oyes, no oyes ni el rumor mas leve sin embargo hay algo que se mueve...
: Your words are shit, i can see right through you writing songs to please, while kids fall to their knees and worship what you do songs about nothing
