elephants are enslaved ensnared endangered exploited. elephants are exterminated. they're eradicated. elephants are eaten. elephants are forgotten. fatally forgotten famished fossils.
Chorus:. Vair me o, ro van o. Vair me o, ro van ee. Vair me o, o ru o ho. Sad am I without thee. . When I'm lonely, dear white heart. Black the night and wild the sea.
Unutulmuş birer birer. Eski dostlar, eski dostlar. Ne bir selâm, ne bir haber. Eski dostlar, eski dostlar. Unutulmuş birer birer. Eski dostlar, eski dostlar.
A dull and dreary day. What else can you say?. "Eustice, you're always such a bore". Why, thank you, Isadore". . They say a door is nothing on its own.
Du er den eneste som var der for meg. Når tiden ble tøff, og sol ble til regn. Du hadde troa, når alle tvilte på meg. (På meg). Derfor vet jeg jeg kan stole på deg.
I'm sick of the excuses that you want me to believe. I've been understanding, givin' everything you need. Using me is over now and soon you're gonna see.
You'll hear them breaking bones. . Silently pacing. All fear erased here, it's time to face it. Cold sweats profusely, crowd chanting loudly. One goal pursuing, one thought consuming.
It's so hard to watch you struggle... Even harder when I have to see you stumble.. Short tempers, harsh words that humble... Watching the world.. Watching the world around me crumble..
Verse 1 -. Na ou moe miti le aai lea I le lagi. I lana pupula ma lona matagofie. Ulu atu i lona loto ma lona ala. O agelu ua pepese fia fia ma osana. Ona ta'i ta'i lea o a'u I lona maota.
Some may believe it as a sign. Some say they're afraid. We are all looking at the sun. . Some run nowhere down the street. Some seek a place to hide. But we are all running out of time.
[Verse 1]. My soul faints for you. There is nothing left to prove. And that killer smile you got. Oh it makes me melt. . We need to make this magic happen.
Two thousand miles of blacktop. One hundred medium coffee cups. Seven lonely sunsets. That could almost make you cry. . Late night gospels on the radio.
Fragst du die Sonne: wo ist das Licht?. Bist du ganz allein und hörst die Antwort nicht,. schlafen die Tränen vor deiner Tür,. verlier' die Hoffnung nicht und glaube mir..
Dear Diary. . Mood: Apathetic. . My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert.
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