Alfredo: Libiamo, libiamo ne'lieti calici che la belleza infiora. E la fuggevol ora s'inebrii a volutta. Libiamo ne'dolci fremiti che suscita l'amore
Перевод: Верди, Джузеппе. Травиата.
Быстрая походка, взгляд безумный. Меня называют чугунный. Меня называют чугунный. Быстрая походка, взгляд безумный. Меня называют чугунный.
One single dose of your medicine You tell me to leave but I come back again I don't see what all the fuss is about cuz I'm okay Soon you will see that
In this world today there ain't nobody to thank, Just blame it on the kids and toss 'em into the tank. And if they yell for justice we'll hide them from
Verse 1 Yeah....Comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot, black Air Force 2's and the White Sox... fitted on my forehead, try me, go head. I'll bring out the
We are young, we run free Stay up late, we dont sleep Got our friends, got the night Well be alright Tonight you wont be by your self-self Just leave
[Travis:] They say anything is possible And life's just another obstacle Well show me the manual And the man responsible I went lookin for answers
I know it's not your fault, but I'm a locked door any time I'm a mess by someone before And I wish that I, I could find a key to unlock all the things
Haha Yeahh Straps? Bring the hook in (Chorus] Doctor won't you come and help me take this pain away, away away. Ohhh Doctor give me what I need
't pretend that you will ever love again, don't pretend that you will ever love again, don't pretend that you will ever love again Travie talking: You
(verse 1) If the time, Is near Then fine, I've been waitin' patiently for years Fought lines, in my mind I'm more unstable than I fear (Pre-Chorus
swear The world better prepare for when I’m a billionaire [Travie McCoy] Yeah I would have a show like Oprah I would be the host of Everyday Christmas give Travie
and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again NappyBoy It's Travie
(Hey Hey) After midnight we are out of control We outta control x3 (ooooh) Let's go! Cuz after midnight We let out the dogs We outta control x
the world better prepare For when I'm a billionaire [Travis "Travie" McCoy:] Yeah I would have a show like Oprah I would be the host of, everyday Christmas Give Travie
The sun goes down on our last day We both know there's no other way For us There's no hope to fix it now Cause there's no turning back when the day is
