I've been traveling for so long So lost til I stumbled upon Two roads in front of me I had to take my time To the right I could see a church I took a
Ancora non lo sai Ma qualcosa dentro mi si e spento, e gia un po’ di tempo che cerco di parlarne a te, non hai capito mai non vedevi il mio fiorire lento
Time has washed away And now I may wonder How did it all slip by Cause I always thought We had forever Future calls to me To take me away from things
Крутояр, да лесная река Помнит дым становых костровищ. Как столбили одно на века, Да гнушались поденщины тыщ. Знали сладкой полынь-лебеду, Словно зори
[Дядя Эл]: Лицом против ветра, двигаюсь как комета По своей орбите существования. Проклятая житуха не больше, чем монета, Было бы на что, давно бы разменял
Я не смогу тебе не верить ты же знаешь Не трону губ, а только взгляды - я такая Но потекут и по щекам и по запястьям Слёзы счастья Ни на минуту я тебя
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees Asked the Lord for mercy, said, "Help me if
Well, the future's got me worried Such awful thoughts My head's a carousel of pictures The spinning never stops I just want someone to walk in front And
Well I woke up screaming 'cos I heard, the telephone ringing And I told myself that this must be, the end of the beginning There must be a little more
Rock 'n' roll I went down to the crossroads Fell down on my knees Yes, down to the crossroad Fell down on my knees Sweet Lord, I'm beggin' for mercy
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees Down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees I said, ?I'm beggin' for mercy, [Incomprehensible]
Ese duende garrapata que se mete entre la gente viva su gracia y su compas con el petate guarreao y su bocina estropea. Desde muy lejos llega un
CROSS THE RIVER WRITER CARLY SIMON A hot cloud was hanginA'around We were a rowdy crowd DrinkinA'beer and smokinA' at the end of the pier Danny was
Here you are standing at the crossroads It didn't take long till you came upon a man With his arms folded Here you are standing at the crossroads It didn
this is where the young folks are born and the old people die we're just tryin to get by tell em meet me at the crossroads if your the good or the bad
When I walk into the store They sell the chickens by the score But eating dead birds just ain't for me I don't eat roast beef or fish Porky Pig is
I couldn't talk for the longest time About the deepest fear of mine I'm haunted by this hurting spell To see what I can never tell - it really hurts
See the fire, feel the pain, The blood runs cold through our veins No mercy will reflect in our eyes United with the cold steel of death in our hands
