Si me das la luna. Yo te doy la flor de cristal. Que plant Dios en las dudas. Al amanecer. . Ven y djame beber. De tu boca. Una noche ms. Las palabras sobran.
Cherie amour our love's pour les jours. AII through the day time. You're always on my mind.. . Cherie amour our love's pour tous les jours. Not for one night time.
Am horizont wird die sonne wach. Lang war mein flug durch die endlose nacht. Sie sieht mich an und sie lacht mir zu. Sie ist wie du California Blue. .
What is that vitalizing sound?. Calling me. In my head. Repeatedly. . What is that visionary sight?. Before my eyes. So prominent. So mesmerizing, turbulent.
Oh the crystal chandeliers light up the paintings on your wall. The marble statuets are standing stately in the hall. But will the timely crowd that has you laughing loud help you dry your tears.
Oh it's crying time again you're gonna leave me. I can see that faraway look in your eyes. I can tell by the way you hold me darling that it won't be long before it's crying time.
There's no more common people with no more fields to sow. City ways have swallowed country days and if I'd reep seeds won't grow. The bubbling brook that used to yield it's treasure just for me.
Country music's all around the world I've heard it play in every foreign land. The universal language of the universe something everybody understands.
I heard the front door closing softly. As I weaken from my sleep. With the last touch of her lips. Lord like a whisper on my cheek. . And I cursed the sun for rising.
Way down in Columbus G-e-o-r-g-i-a wanna be back in Tennessee. Way down in Columbus Stockade all of my friends have turned their backs on me. Go on and leave me if you wish to and never let me cross your mind.
Sometimes I go down to old China town and just walk around just wander around. Wherever lights gleam and blue shadows fall just dreaming a dream of my China doll.
Can't be touched. Can't be stopped. Can't be moved. Can't be rocked. Can't be shook. We hot. When will you niggas learn. . Came to get crunk. Came to bring life.
Have you ever passed the corner of 4th and Grand. Where a little ball of rhythm has a shoeshine stand. People gather round and they clap their hands he's a great big bungle of joy.
Oh have you ever been down to Haiti when the summer sun was sinkin' low. There's nothin' but romance just everwhere you glance. And the native hearts are all aglow.
This world is ra ra. In a bad romance, going ga ga. You know we're gettin' played by the love game. And hypnotized by all the fame. But I believe we can't back down from the fight.
In the heat of the night neon lights are so bright. I don't know where the hell they're leading me. So I walk like I'm blind, feel I'm loosing my mind.
Our circus closed, and the midnight ghost,. Comin' out as light's gone down.. Old and tired clown, no one is around,. Staring at the mirror - now listen....