In the Grandville greyhound station in the lightly drizzlin' rain. Sittin' on my suitcase goin' quietly insane all about you babe all about you. All about you and then no feelin' double dealin' things that you do.
Alimony alimony I work till my fingers are bloody and boney. Me oh my oh goodness sake I'm paying for my mistake. She calls it alimony alimony yeah you single men may think it's funny.
Ela é amiga da minha mulher. Pois é pois é. Mas vive dando em cima de mim. Enfim enfim. . Ainda por cima é uma tremenda gata. Pra piorar a minha situação.
As en la guerra como en los celos. sangre, sudor y lgrimas quedan. al paso de los heraldos negros. que nublan la verdad y envenenan.. . Rumbos perdidos a flor de tango..
Probablemente en su pueblo se les recordar. como cachorros de buenas personas,. que hurtaban flores para regalar a su mam. y daban de comer a las palomas..
Mi nombre es frica.... Mi nombre es frica?. la que en un tiempo al Edn. hizo enloquecer de celos. y hoy me consumen los cuatro jinetes lgubres. el hambre, la guerra,.
frozen moment in time. stored in the back of my mind. i thought that i had lost you to the years. you're here.... . i was young and afraid. you weren't a choice i could make.
Heart be still you've had your fill. Of lovers who've come and gone. The time is right I see through the light. That blinded me for so long. . It's no secret that I love you but this is like a love I've never known.
(Pierre van Duyl/Tekst Jack Poels). soms giet 't hard ge rent mar door. gat met gemaak door elke moor. en links of rechts, gen man te zeen. elke bal di vluugt d'r in.
(Jack Poels). alles wat ik deej en alles wat ik schreef. steeds als iemand an meej vroog woar ik nou toch wir bleef. heb ik an ow gedocht. hoe ik keek en hoe ik leep of ik wakker waas of sleep.
(Steve Jordan/Ned. tekst Jack Poels). bin stil ik ken de gevoare. ik wiet precies hoe 't giet. ik haj alle poeste en bloare. och man ik dorleep al 't lied.
(Daniel Lanois/Ned. tekst Jack Poels). 't is er allemoal vur os elke daag wir opnij. elke boem in elk bos 't is vur os 't is vur os. elke bij die danst op de hei.
Alone, tired lungs. Breathe too much. Sinking down, I fear too much. . Care for what might come. Are we still young?. And might I learn, I fear someone.
When the man who plows the fields is driven from his lands. When the carpenter must give away what he's built with his own hands. When a mother's only children belong to her no more. And black masked men with guns come bashing down the doors. Where freedom exists for only those with darker skin. Where lies and propaganda will never let you win. Where symbols of your heritage are held with such contempt, and benefits of country 'cept tax are you exempt ..
One, two, three, four, five, six. . She left this morning. She left no forwarding card. I watched her pack and without looking back. She drove out of the yard.
I just got nothing to lose. Telling you all the things Ive always wanted to. Although you stood there, basically just yelling at me. I couldnt listen to your voice, singing 1, 2, 3.
Take the moon, the stars, the tainted memories,. It will turn away,. Photographs of riots haunt you screaming in your sleep,. It will fade away.. . Take your hands off my hands,.
Oh, I laid down your railroads, every mile of track. With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back. And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore.
As I walk alone. Through each troubled day. I hope the lord above will help guide my way. Guide my way. As I walk alone. . Through the valleys I will roam.