que ronaldinho passe moi le mic pour mon equipe je donne le sport je plie le score apres l'espoir le ballon d'or le mic c'est mon ballon tu va manger
Tell me one more time again just like I didn't hear you Like I don't know what's going through your mind, I do I play the same game too I know it's hard
siren's song Come now, leave damage behind and gone So come now, let?s go down to the dance floor Come now, lose your mind at Le Ballet Do'r Some are
You gold dress is whirling around Like a fan it's lifting you high High above the ground Never coming down You gold dress is burning alight Deafens me
Is there a tree That grows the fruit I need? Something sour to make me sweet. Ok, I'll eat. Ok, I'll eat. Ok, I'll eat. Nothing better than a frozen tree
Instrumental
I'm dancing in a golden cage In the palace of a thousand joys I'm standing on the street of love In the city of a million dreams Each sensation is a drug
To accentuate Put against the uniform that fit Deep into the ball of which it's part The only way it can communicate To accentuate What we have in common
Petit ballon Seras-tu fille ou bien garcon Je n'me pose meme pas la question Tu t'appeleras Nicole et pas de discussion Petit ballon Il y aura une rose
Such a pretty thing a white balloon on a string it floats above my head filled with stuff i should have said need to tell you how i feel say it out loud
fellows Illuminate But we are... Like falling two in half From visible to invisible Into the intercourse That illuminates Each fragment of the screen Put into the ball
song Come now Leave your damage behind and gone Just come now Let's go to the dance floor Come now Lose your mind at Le Ballet d'Or Some are lost Some
Перевод: Аноним. Золотой мяч.
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