make You a certain type And makin' it hard Yeah, life Is feet firmly on the ground With a fear of flying It's always too far It only makes me stronger
You a certain type And making it hard Yeah life Is feet firmly on the ground With a fear of flying It's always too far Chorus 1 It only makes me stronger
Перевод: Will Young. Сильнее.
tough to lose this game. 'Cause you are young you will always be so strong . . . 'Cause you are young you will always be so strong . . . 'Cause you are young
in the beautiful game, And together at the end of the day. We all say When I get older I will be stronger They’ll call me freedom,just like a wavin’
Never Ever Ever Ever Thought That It Would Ever Get Better See I I Never Ever Ever Ever Thought That I Could Face This Weather But Life It Will Only Get Better Trust Me It Will
Southern Cross All right Sail away To the sign Ohh From the book, the word is spoken Whispers from forgotten psalms Gather all around the young ones They will make us strong
gettin strong and they mad I'm on He ride wit me when I pass the mall He'll wait for me on da bench when I run a game of basketball One squeeze will
out mothafucka is simple Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend (Lloyd Banks) Everywhere I go I gotta tag along Cause my buzz gettin' strong
As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
contestants As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will
a painting it made our hearts so I cherish all moments when we still were young I won’t give it up can’t you see I’m not strong enough? ooh don
just too real. The fear is destroying me. Wake me up. This pain is just too real. The fear is destroying me. Now fear is strong and controles her. What will
Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun will never rise. Living another day in disguise. These feelings cant be right, Lend me your courage to
the end of time We were more than friends, before the story ends, And I will take what's mine, create what God would never design Our love had been so strong
I should know She offers me the ability To take a fatal wound Every cu by sword or spear will be Absorded by her tree-womb This magic will remain until
deep valley below Twothousand stallions foaming with hate Carrying their masters towards their fate Into the battle they ride Twothousand men too young
