-codardo, lo sono piu di te se sei un illuso, lo sono piu di te se sei un ladro, lo sono piu di te se sei meschino, lo sono piu di te Una parola di conforto
co-codardo, lo sono piu di te se sei un illuso, lo sono piu di te se sei un ladro, lo sono piu di te se sei meschino, lo sono piu di te Una parola di
Ты сильнее, чем слова, Все слова – всего лишь пыль в зеркалах. Ты сильнее, чем скала, Сила скал отлилась в колокола. Ты сильнее, чем враги, Все враги
Ooh, yeah, yeah You're more than a number in my little red book You're more than a one night date All it had to take me was just one look My heart began
I love you more than cheese I've been trying to think how to tell you, just what you mean to me By now I know very well you, are all that a mouse should
Oh, I know that I am here and you are there But we still have our love We move just like the moon and sun The sun comes up, the moon rolls down A world
Super Highways here and there Pretty women everywhere. Brady Bunch and Smokey Bear. Buildings reaching to the sky Afro-sheen and apple pie, P.T.A. and
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you And if you ever say goodbye And if you ever even try I'm gonna
Settling down with warm-glow wood stove and kerosene peace you're looking for, peace you'll find in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of
This river of road, It don't flow like it used to. But it's more of a home Than anywhere that I've ridden it to. We used to dream together But now I
Settling down with warm-glow woodstove and kerosene peace you're looking for, peace you'll find in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of big
Up the Hudson Valley across New York State to Chicago then the Plains All so easy and dreamlike crashing the salt flat daybreak I hear "I'll Take You
There is no need to say another word It will be golden and eternal just like that Something good will come of all things yet Simple golden eternity blessing
Only interested in the sad music The voice of Willamine She makes men sigh and women wonder Where is all the beauty coming from? And why? Nobody ever
I can't believe you kids are still on this eyeliner and 'my girlfriend's dead shit.' What if the biggest part of trends was knowing when to give up
. Vente conmigo al huerto que estan las rosas queriendo ver la promesa que has roto para volver y asi creer lo que les conte. Dije que te queria
