Steve, Gordon, Ali, Pam, Sue. Hi, I'm Angel. Tom Collins. I'm Paul, let's begin. . There's only us. There's only this. . Sorry, excuse me, oops. And you are? Oh, I'm not.
DONAL. Grania's child, of course, friends. Has another parent. Humbled in remorse, friends. Shamed as he was errant. Please let a father. Stand by his son.
OK!. . OK! Tsugi ni susumou ze. OK! Issho nara daijoubu. OK! Kaze ga kawatte mo. OK! Kawaranai ano yume!. (OK! Let's advance to the next!). (OK! If we're together it's alright).
Der Reporter einer Zeitung schrieb in seinem Wochenblatt. . daß die liebe Tante Lilli hundersten Geburtstag hat.. Weil sie pumperlg'sund und rüstig. darum hat er sie gefragt.
[Raven:]. Little by little we can make it better. Little by little everyone together. Every little bit we give we get back more. . [Orlando:]. One look into the future.
[Raven:]. Little by little we can make it better. Little by little everyone together. Every little bit we give we get back more. . [Orlando:]. One look into the future.
I hear your voice screaming into my music. I had to rise .............. now for I'm moving. I'd like to know you're ............... About fall in love, fall in love.
Command: to isolate them all and cast a shadow for yourself!. Free yourself from your mind, while the lion sleeps no more.... . Systematically wreck down the walls of disrepair!.
Yeah, check it out, we here with the big O. With the big, big O and you know. What we want y'all to do is just bounce bounce, bounce. Bounce bounce, c'mon, bounce, c'mon, bounce, bounce.
No question we doin this shit once more, once more. . Intro/chorus: all together. . The mic strikes, the main event, there's no dull moment. They frail cause their shell lack one component.
see the people sitting over there. i want to kiss and touch them everywhere. oh no, not because i really care. oh god, no , no, i wouldn't dare. . love, love.
Salio la luna, salio. Para aprender la cancion. Que canta gente del sur. En un bar del callejon. La gente del barrio. Eleva al cielo su voz. Y un angel flamenco.
This is a song for all of my close friends. Anonymous neighbors with stories to tell. I didn't realize I had so many close friends. Nameless and shameless with history to sell.
Friday night and you're on the phone. To everyone you've ever known. Nothing grand to celebrate. With all the people that you hate. Half an hour spent in the bath.
One, two. . If you ever hear a noise in the night. Your body starts to sweat. It shakes and shivers in fright. You go and sleep with your mother. . She hates your guts.
Radio play just depresses me today. Why is it so throw away?. Lists that you write just to classify this tripe. When clearly it all sounds the same. .
Well, it is our birth right to be discontented. Don't tell us that the world is lemon scented. You say you've had it much harder. Tell me exactly how.
Love hurts, love scars. Love wounds, and mars any heart. Not tough nor strong enough. To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain. Love is like a cloud, holds a lot of rain.
My time has come the clouds are calling. December wind has came my way. And now I feel the world falling. All at once, its too late. Life fades away. .