по пятам так как люблю тебя знаешь сам лишь тебе открою секрет таких как ты на свете нет я так боюсь тебя потерять хочу лишь о тебе мечтать ты мой сладкий сон
Like a spell from which I can't awake now I sleep soundly, dying in your arms, I felt your tears glide on my face and your hands hold mine for the
You probably wish you were anywhere but here Remember this now 'cos it soon will disappear You'll find yourself wishing, you're anyone but you I'm starting
I give you all my money Abandon that beautiful girl Take my books My choicest looks And burn them all today I got rare '61 Beatles I got a film of my
a song of World Party of which Sinead did the background vocals ------------------------ I'd give you all my money abandon that beautiful girl take
I like a little pain If it wasn't true There'd be nothing that I had kept from you One might only guess We might be alive They could only say I've seen
She's the womb that you left And she's the pride that you kept She's the innocence That you left back in your youth She's the poems that you read She
(Musica: Jordi Sanchez) (Letra: Miguel Arjona) Nunca dejes de pensar lo que juntos puede ser quien tiene la culpa para no crecer. Que agradable es sentir
If I ever get caught in the usual situation Of champagne taste and big pocketbook I would spend all I own without any reservation Then get some sweet,
There's not a rose where I seek comely as my baby's cheek There's not a comb of honey-bee, So full of sweets as babe to me And it's O! so sweet Sweet
You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream Can't hear your daddy's warning cry You're going back to be all the things you want to be While in sweet dreams
If I could write out my own dream For the next time that I sleep You'd be the first one that I see And I the last one that you keep And the dream would
Your head lies on the pillow Do you dream of me tonight I'm waiting for the sunshine To bring the morning light To kiss your cheek and wake you From
If I could write out my own dream For the next time that I sleep You'd be the first one that I see And I the last one that you keep The dream would go
You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream, can't hear your daddy's warning cry. You're going back to be all the things you want to be, while in sweet
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