sau dard hain,sau rahatein sab mila dilnashin ek tuhi nahieeeeee rukhi rukhi si yeh hawa aur sukhe patte ki tarah shehar ki,sadko pe main lawaris, udta
en face d'une terrasse de bistro Pis lui est mort au bout d' son dard, le corps poilu contre ma peau Quand on rencontre quoi qu' ce soit muni d'un dard
Перевод: Om Shanti Om (sukhwinder Singh). Darde Дискотека.
el mar. Lanzo mi cometa contra el cielo y, cuando se descama el azul, las sombras son espejos donde antes habia luz. Volvamos a ser Dardo y Alicia,
Train I ride don't be slow If your whistle can blow Fifteen miles down the track Tell them I'm coming back Counting poles counting sheep Don't be
Sometimes in the light at the edge of the world Is the ghost of a ship with it's black sail furled And night after night she would stand on the shore
Hush child, Let your mommy sleep into the night until we rise Hush child, Let me soothe the shining tears that gather in your eyes Hush child, I
She don't like to hear me sing She don't want no diamond ring She don't want to drive my car She won't let me go that far She don't like the way I
"Seven days" was all she wrote A kind of ultimatum note She gave to me, she gave to me When I thought the field had cleared It seemed another suit appeared
If somebody up there likes me somebody up there cares Deliver me from evil save me from these wicked snares Not into temptation not to cliffs of fall
This is a story of seven brothers We had a the same father but different mothers We keep together like a family should Roaming the country for the
If the night turned cold and the stars looked down And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground You wake the morning in a stranger's coat No one would
You could say I lost my faith in science and progress You could say I lost my belief in the holy Church You could say I lost my sense of direction
Turned on the weather man just after the news I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues He looked at the chart but he looked in vain Heavy cloud but
You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took
Lay my head on the surgeon's table Take my fingerprints if you are able Pick my brains pick my pockets Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets