"Undeva, candva, povestea spune ca, intr-un anume timp, intr-un anume loc,. printesa Alma si-a pus o dorinta.". . I remember how it all begun. Alone in the dark, trapped in the castle walls.
Another living room. eyes all over me. We could get in trouble. but I love the way you look at me. Another stereo. waiting for permission. Started playing Cadillac Walk.
A dnde vas?. Cuando la pena te hunde. Y la razn se confunde. Y no quieres pensar.. El CORAZN. Se ha quebrado en pedazos. Se han cansado las manos. De volverlo a pegar..
No s por donde comenzar. Para explicarte nada ms. Lo que llegas a tocar. . Y si pudiera expresar. Este vaco inusual. Que dejas cuando te vas. . An lejos te he de amar.
Seit Wochen spielt ein Tuerke schon auf dem Balkon Marimbaphon!. Mitten in unserm Block toent aus dem elften Stock. immer dasselbe Stueck Volksmusik! Die Italiener schrammeln gross.
After midnight we're gonna let it all hang out. After midnight we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout. We're gonna cause talk and suspicion. Give em an exhibition.
Back in '61 to '65, their indifferences,. Could never hide the buried hopes. Of peace/that rest beneath them wearing. Grey or blue.. Did the burning of white mansions still.
Remember me when I met you back in chicago?. Filthy bum (twenty plus some) with an old platitude. "mending fences or mending souls". That was all you had to say.
The weather's variable, so are you. Changes, changes. But I can't do a thing about the weather. Do you have your ticket. Can you foresee. Changes, changes.
I am angry, I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin. My irritability keeps me alive and kicking. I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit. I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it.
A guy what takes his time. I'll go for any time. I'm a fast movin' gal I'd like some slow. Got no needs for fancy drivin' when I see a guy arrivin' in love.
I am here lost in this state of euphoria. and nothing seems to matter anymore. . while I am sitting here. in the darkest sky. and I sudden feel I am a satellite.
No doubt. Mad Skillz for the nine five shot son. Yeah, forever people wreckin' shit. . Get closer to your speaker, it's Mad Skillz the mic freaker. The cordless technician I'll break beat seeker.
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed. In the house of ill repute. Is this the way I spend my days. In recovery of a fatal disease?. . Ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh.
Lyrics by Layne Staley. Music by Staley, McCready, Martin, Saunders. . All alone. We're all alone.... We're all alone....
you imbue me. you imbue me with your seed. and all i see. is me reclining you.... . i see it all. my ashen eyes still see it all. still trying hard. too keep myself away.
Something's going wrong. For so long, wrong direction. You caught me so strong. Once upon with self-reflection. . But I feel so alone, in my home, in my role.
You've gotten good at being alone. But that's no life for such a beautiful soul. This road is longer than I ever knew. But tonight I'm coming home to see you.
She wraps her tragic moments tightly around her neck. And she hangs herself with them as I try to disconnect. And she wants to choke on her life again.
Long drive, bitter day, grey skies cover Michigan.. In no time I'll give her away and after that I'll never see her again.. You know that we had everything..