Перевод: Dikers. Ракета.
: Puede que esto dure tanto como una noche lunar No te sueltes de mi mano No nos vamos a estrellar Por eso sube a mi cohete y flota en el espacio De
lo que es, sendo cohete!! Sendo cohete!! Parece que esta buscando que yo se la escasquete!! (Sendo cohete!!) Esa gata lo que es, sendo cohete!! Sendo cohete
Puede que esto dure tanto como una noche lunar No te sueltes de mi mano No nos vamos a estrellar Por eso sube a mi cohete y flota en el espacio De luces
You could have been all I wanted But you werent honest Now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me You would
Baby, Ive been waiting Ive been waiting night and day I didnt see the time I waited half my life away There were many invitations And I know you
From bitter searching of the heart, Quickened with passion and with pain We rise to play a greater part. This is the faith from which we start: Men shall
I set out one night When the tide was low There were signs in the sky But I did not know I'd be caught in the grip Of the undertow Ditched on a beach
As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will Through windows in the dark The children come,
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on Im just paying my
Sometimes I find I get to thinking of the past. We swore to each other then that our love would surely last. You kept right on loving, I went on a fast
Its true that all the men you knew were dealers Who said they were through with dealing Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man Its
Ive never seen your eyes so wide Ive never seen your appetite quite this occupied Elsewhere is your feast of love I know ... where long ago we agreed
Dont really know who sent me To raise my voice and say: May the lights in the land of plenty Shine on the truth some day. I dont know why I come here
And where, where, where is my gypsy wife tonight Ive heard all the wild reports, they cant be right But whose head is this shes dancing with on the
One by one, the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night is going
Its going to happen very soon. the great event which will end the horror. which will end the sorrow. next tuesday, when the sun goes down, I will play
I came upon a butcher, He was slaughtering a lamb, I accused him there With his tortured lamb. He said, "listen to me, child, I am what I am and
