from the poor orphan child That must be clothed and fed And it comes from the poor orphan child That must be clothed and fed And it comes from the poor orphan child
BLACK Poor child, Poor child, Beautiful and bruised. Poor child, Pure child, Virginal and used. Her hair, Her smile, Her eyes, So tender Her
Перевод: Ральф Стэнли. Бедный ребенок сирота.
Перевод: Wild Party Музыка,. Бедный ребенок.
this hold on and I'll twist it Young mother young mother Should've stayed home Poor child coming gonna be a rolling stone Wild wild the obvious child
become a human yourself. ARIEL Can you do that? URSULA My dear, sweet child.That's what I do. It's what I live for. To help unfortunate merfolk like yourself. Poor
it on shoes and clothes Why why why I chew ice, look at my watch some Middle Eastern babies sold Why why why In the winter I have furs knowing some poor child
Verse 1:] Can you describe the moment When two people fall in love? Some say the clouds will spin in circles And the rain will turn to dust The poor
one Ever took her in his arms Under her thumb Eyes in the sun Oh my Melody mine Oh my Melody mine She has nothing but love Poor Melody Nelson Her life
f/ G. Dep Yo, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, G. Dep! [G. Dep] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture
. For one little piece of bread. And I have been drunk Since I was born, and I keep Mongolians in a cage. I'm poor. I sold my child for a sip of vodka
sell to the highest bid Put the cash in your bank Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow Then fish but please honey child, don't kiss All
Yo, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, G. Dep! [G. Dep] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the
10 He had a friend name miller man [Incomprehensible] So strong for so long All I wanna do is sing my simple song Square or round, rich or poor At the
you see me now right now (Right now, right now) I know you see me now right now (Right now) I know you see me now right now (Kanye - Verse 2) Poor the
my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor child
As the dawn is breaking on your future my child Is there none of your love alive? If every door you open closes on me I don't know if I can survive I