: Quien dijo Sierra Morena bien supo ponerte nombre, lo puso con la color del deseo de los hombres. ?Tierra de mi corazon! Lo puso con la color del
: Nos bailas con las faldas de tu madre costurera. Si te tiro de la mano escondes la primera piedra. Tu, mi aguja en el pajar, pides incendios, pones
Quien dijo Sierra Morena bien supo ponerte nombre, lo puso con la color del deseo de los hombres. ?Tierra de mi corazon! Lo puso con la color del deseo
Nos bailas con las faldas de tu madre costurera. Si te tiro de la mano escondes la primera piedra. Tu, mi aguja en el pajar, pides incendios, pones ramas
Hey Joe Where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe Where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Goin' down to shot my old lady You know I caught
Well, Northern Georgia, highway 41 Beside the carpet mills and the gas stations There was a music store slash radio shack With the sound of dreamers jammin
I became a woman of the world cause I was fed up with the farm And I thought pretty clothes and city lights Running round both day and night could do
Well, it's Christmas and it's Hanukkah Jews and Italians live very much alike I like Italian food Pete invited us to spend the weekend With his mom and
baaaah, mooooo, cluck, snort, etc.
A gift of life See the sunset Mother earth On the sand Feel the impressions inside my head My minds a wandering My minds a wandering And I can't forget
I?ll be your candle on the water, my love for you will always burn. I know you?re lost and drifting but the clouds are lifting. Don?t give up, you have
I look in your eyes and you whisper sweetly [Dragon Talk] We don't match in size but we fit so neatly [Dragon Talk] It's nice waking up when you're close
[Previously unreleased studio version] [Live version can be found on the album The Origin Of The Feces] Hey peter where you going with that axe in your
La sirena esta encantada porque desobedecio no mas por una banada que en Jueves Santo se dio y a la semana sagrada. La sirena de la mar me dicen que
[Spoken]
There are three things Most beautiful In all the world we know Nay, there are four So wonderful For mortal eyes to behold. A bird on the wing A snake
