Ты был не обычный Ты был обыкновенный Припев: Золотая рыбка, золотая Её тебе на память, подарю я А меня мой милый променяет На другую рыбку, золотую Золотая рыбка
I left the house left the room with the foxy on my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill ... but down to
I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an
[Lyrics - Alan Duffy / Music - Steven Wilson] The first thing that I saw as, the fisherman smiled at me Were empty people dressed in grey, floating out
There are vampires in the park Malgorzata But I only hear the sound of dancing bears They're shooting stars in Warsaw, Malgorzata Malgorzata, do you care
lost is where she feels at ease it's written in a code she can`t read it haunts her and how how can there be hope when she lives it out in fear
If I could leave this town I'd bold Enjoying the lost and found and start all over I crib the open road like birds in summer A chance to break the mold
(Verse 1) Hold on to the moment When there's something brewing in the sky Come on, there's too much distance Seperating you and I But there's no real
here's a jingle for goldfish something for goldfish...the wholesome snack that smiles back until you bite their heads off
I can't close my eyes I can't shut my eyes to you I can't close my eyes I won't shed a tear for you Not this time No matter how hard I try I break all
A dead loss, no songs, no fun, just glum Lying next to someone So don't mention the war, don't question Where we stand or where we fall North, south,
Ever since I've been a small fish Oh yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah I sitting on the street man Playin' my guitar Lookin' at all the people Passin' by the
[Horace:] A little fish in a big pond has plenty of room to swim But swimming around are big fish all ready to pounce on him Back to his little pond
Well I'm leavin' this morning, I'll call when I can. And I'm going fishing on the Rio Grande. Tell them all I love them, I don't care what they say.
oh where did my goldfish go swam away now where did my golfish go oh oh! oh where did my goldfish go swam away now where did my golfish go oh
A dead loss, no songs No fun just glum Lying next to someone So don't mention the war Don't question where we stand Know where we fall North, south,
Come faranno i pesci rossi in fondo al mare A riconoscersi tra loro tutti neri nell?oscurita E le cicogne che portavano i bambini A volare tanto in alto
Lyrics/Music: Antonio (Tony) De Vita Ed. Curci - Milano Album: 1960 - Il cielo in una stanza - 02 Credevo... di essere soltanto... svanita... e... distratta
