So unaffectionate, so insecure You claim to know a thing or two about heartache And what it's like to have your insides torn out And I believe you I see
like a target dranw across my chest, she's a bullet in russian roulette you said you'd never turn your back on me? rescue me! rescue me! would you stand
won't get the best of me Cause now I'm calling, yes I'm calling on your bluff Don't cut the cards, I've had enough "Эти страдания" Словно
, Или сумасшествие от забот. Жизнь – детская игра, Но не игра для детей. Глаза, полные боли – глаза, полные страдания. Глаза, полные боли – глаза, полные страдания
все эти кровавые пятна! Ты виновата в моём страдании! (Моё..моё..моё страдание) Моё страдание (Моё..моё..моё страдание) Моё страдание (Моё..моё..моё страдание) Моё страдание (Моё страдание
When I weep on your shoulder you caress me with the warmest embrace Tears are not a comfort but truly a great suffering Scarring of the soul a reminder
Dein boot verlasst den hafen unserer stadt Alleine fahrst du in die klare nacht Nur noch funf minuten wunsch ich mir Meine wahre sehnsucht kommt mit dir
You just stood there screaming Fearing no one was listening to you They say the empty can rattles the most The sound of your voice must soothe you Hearing
Talk about suffering here and below And talk about love and Jesus. Talk about suffering here and below And let's keep a following Jesus. Oh God's fortune
Aus der Bohne und in das licht Ein wesen mich zu gehen drangt Fur die selbe sache und das alte leid Meine Tranen mit gelachter fangt Und auf der matte
If what they say is true then I'm committing last Sitting on the other side but I'm staring at the same grass They said it's better to have loved and
Sie mich an bin so schlecht dran dreh' meinen Blick zur Wand. Du gingst fort; es fiel kein Wort fühl' mich so verkannt! Neulich war's noch wunderbar
Suffering With The Blues 2:32 Little Willie John (Conyers, Pemberton) Recorded Sept 18, 1956 King Single #4989 With Bill Doggett's Combo-Bill Dogget
Burn your friends Burn your friends Burn your friends Burn your friends Living is easy With your eyes closed by and by Do you wake up Do you wake up
Talk about suffering here below And let's keep a-followin' Jesus Talk about suffering here below And let's keep a-lovin' Jesus The gospel train is comin
Is there a word or right to say Even in this old fashioned way? Go make your move, girl I'm not coming home Would things have changed if I could've stayed
This evening the moon dreams more lazily As some fair woman, lost in cushions deep With gentle hand caresses listlessly The contour of her breasts before
A call to take your hand For I'm at one with the dark How dare you come with me And again you must die So ancient curse known to me Behold the powers
