When I was young, I used to be,. As fine a man as ever you'd see,. 'til the Prince of Wales, he said to me,. Come and join the British army.. . Too-ra loo-ra loo-ra loo,.
Would the rain, the frozen rain. Be as cold upon Your forehead. As the tears that plough Your beaten face again. Would the rain. . Could Your hands, Your broken hands.
You come. Awake. And lie in a bed. Of fevered state. You rise. Again. And open a curtain. To find only night. Coming in. . The dream. Comes back. Your up on the stage now.
Here`s the pictures. I promised to send. You see the airbase. Where we were sent. Now the winter. Has started to descend. Your loving son was sent here.
Troublesome times are here, filling men's hearts with fear. Freedom we all hold dear now is at stake. Humbling your hearts to God saves from the chastening rod.
(Verse One). . Yo had me in the LQ. Yo shit was mad bumpin. Rappers on the mic was like settin off somethin. Now parties like this yo god. I like lougin observin everything inside my surrounding.
I was walking down the street thinking about the time. The federal bureau was on the street busting out the crime. Well, if I travel every day why you wanna go?.
Just friends, lovers no more. Just friends, but not like before. To think of what we've been and not to kiss again. Seems like pretending it isn't the ending.
I used to sing to an empty room,. I was so lonely and so out of tune. Then you came along and. Made my life a happy song. . [Chorus: x2]. It's a joy to have your love.
I was resting comfortably, face down in the gutter. Life was serene, I knew where I was at. "There's no hope for him," my dearest friends would mutter.
Fare thee well, land of cotton. Cotton lisle is out of style. Honey child. Jump for joy. . Don't you grieve, little Eve. All the hounds I do believe. Have been killed.
Portas fechadas. Que, s abrem pra quem quer ver. Pulsos cortados, imitam a TV. Olho pra rua. Da mesma janela. Que, costumvamos pensar onde ir. O tempo passou, e voc no voltou.
A coat of mystery hangs on the wall. Of the thick cool breeze. He tips his charcoal cap. To the girl he won't win back. even if he acts nicely. Someone died here, don't know why.
Don't go changing, trying to please me. You never let me down before. I don't imagine you're too familiar. And I don't see you anymore. I would not leave you in times of trouble.
Dashing through the snow. In a one-horse open sleigh,. Over the fields we go,. Laughing all the way;. Bells on bob-tail ring,. Making spirits bright,.
Here I am, lonely,. Tired and lonely,. Crying for home in vain,. Just like a butterfly that's caught in the rain!. . Longing for flowers,. Dreaming of hours.
It was just one of those things. Just one of those crazy flings. One of those bells that now and then rings. It was one of those things. . It was just one of those nights.
Today I am your chariot horse. Tomorrow I'm your albatross. Suspended by the finest thread. No one could ever see. . And when there's breathing in your ear.
I feel a good sensation. And I been lifted child by your soul creation. Don't you stop just to look away. I want you to listen, child, to what I say. .