que je n?ai rien a dire Ce n?est pas que je me fous de tout Mais c?est que j?attendais mon delire Que la lune brille pour nous Ma libellune Ma libellune
Когда настанет тот миг... Тот час ... Тот щедрый миг любви. Когда настанет тот миг.... Тот час, Когда сольются наши сердца. Ты знаешь, ты знаешь, ты
Когда настанет тот миг, тот час Тот щедрый миг любви. Когда настанет тот час, Когда сольются наши сердца. Ты знаешь, ты знаешь, ты знаешь, Мне так одиноко
This is the first you spoke of it In your black magic house in a cold damp attic Two windows stare at us like eyes Behind them December's dark early morning
If the world is nearly civilized Then I'm the red-haired faerie child Of whom the prophets prophesies Would bleed songs until the lyrics died But I've
Find me Find me in an open sky And then wish me Wish me far from you and free Swallow whole the love I give you Then give it back to me Tell me, what
I don't owe me any money You don't owe me a thing When we drink beer Dragonflies appear
stopped again, thought I recognized it, hear that? There it goes right = now, like a whisper I'm imagining, but now it's screaming... inside my = head
die Sterne gesehen habe Im selben Ausschnitt des Himmels Kriegsflugzeuge, die sich tummeln Bomber wirbeln, stossen herunter oder stehen lauernd, wartend wie Libellen
I don?t owe me any money You don?t owe me a thing When we drink beer Dragonflies appear Dragonflies appear
For heaven?s sake oh what?s it gonna take for you to leave me to live my dreams for heaven?s sake I think I might just take all of me and dream dream
The wrinkles on my face are dusty and dark as the scratches on a record forgotten in the attic but the night that will comes knows all my prayers better
Desires brought forth, sweet work of torture Matters not to view pain & suffering as an ending Feel them as the beginning Prove me that you're more than
If the world is nearly civilized Then I'm the red-haired faerie child Of whom the pirates prophesies Would bleed songs until the lyrics died But I've
this is the first you spoke of it in your black magic house in a cold damp attic two windows stare at us like eyes behind them december's dark early morning
Just when did I decide you And I how did I arrive at truth Love's a very deadly thing Swims and fills my viens with a dread While I'm strapped to your
My dreams are food for dragonflies I feed on their memories, I was afraid to eat them for myself --God knows me? I blew it. Are you okay with the pain
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