Перевод: Петр Koppes. Зимние.
just wonders around unaffected by the winter winds, yeah and she'll pretend that well she's somewhere else so far and clear about 2,000 miles from here. Peter
of pigeons, the earlobes are vivid But if you try to test, you'll get smoked like a brisket Last palace, fast livin, Family Guy like Peter Griffin And
It all seemed so idiotic, all the accusations of unpatriotic The fall we'll always remember, capitulating silence Election November before the winter
better life His boss laid him off on the 4th of December He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his fort Now deep in the winter, he got pneumonia
What in Himmel makes us going there das Blau in ihren Blicken erinnert sehr, an - ein Swimming-Pool im Winter at Cadillac Hotel tour - retour acting on
Es wird der Winter immer langer und es wird mir wirklich fad am Golfplatz Schneesturm, alle Caddies Hackenstad (unemployed) es wird immer kalter, ice
a Big Mac sun A howling scream in a church asleep And rusty bicycle in an ocean deep Like an ear-ring on the newly born Strong perfume on a winter's
falling, taking me away. Cold winter nights, cold winter dreams, reflecting the sound of my heart; it`s my taste of freedom. Cold winter nights, cold winter
finally know that And she's been disappeared for years, today she finally came back St. Louis had enslaved me, I guess Santa Ana saved me, St. Peter
eat it Peter Gunz: That??? it no sex, no nothin Woman: No, I love the way you eat it Peter Gunz: Aight (Lickin, suckin, and moanin sounds) Woman: Shit Peter
, she just wanders around Unaffected by the winter winds and she'll pretend That she's somewhere else, so far and clear About two thousand miles from here Peter
I don't want your sometime lovin', That falls like summer's rain. For I've slept through two long winters, And love's been where my head has lain. When
So you speak to me of sadness and the coming of the winter Fear that is with-in you now that seems to never end And the dreams that have escaped you And
HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS SANTA CLAUS IS COMING TO TOWN ALL I WAN'T FOR CHRISTMAS IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH WINTER WANDERLAND SLEIGH RIDE SILVER BELLS
a world outside your door There's a billion hungry people; There's your roof, and there's your floor There's a place in your soul where the winter
dreams I don't know what will happen to the other dreams But I know what will happen to me Sure as rain, I know, sure as winter I'll breathe and grieve
mantel, snake another flames off the candle, lady of the lake off the answers, admitting their mistakes to their ?deplaning? cadavers. Now it?s rest in peace when Peter