Cunto tiempo ya ha pasado, cuntos sueos olvidados. Ya no quieres recordar lo que juramos. Cuntos besos se quedaron para m en tus bellos labios. No me los has dado.
I remember a funny man who used to make us laugh. But the proof of his truth--they cut his life in half. A caustic wit that cut a bit--opinions were too strong.
Long day, short life. Wake up the kids, kiss your wife. Watch it go by so quick. No time to call in sick. . Grow up fast and off to work. Surprised we don't all go berserk.
Life But How To Live It -. Life can get bumpy so get ready for a ride. Think you got a plan but let me confide. Got a few friends? You're luckier than most.
Let's kill all the cops and throw 'em in bags. Set it on fire on a pile of rags. Time for a little anarchy on the streets. Doesn't really matter if we all get beat.
Yeah, who dis?. Yo, this Hutch man, oh, what's up?. What up nigga, what's happenin'? Yeah, check this out. I ain't even in right now, ah, so leave a message at the beap.
Lucile, where did the love go?. We used to think everything could be. We used to think someday they would see. That to feel is greater than anything. But they chased all the dreams away.
Love knows how to fight. Love knows how to fight. Like darkness wrapped in light. Darkness wrapped in light. . And the sky is a roof made of tin. With a million holes for the light to get in.
One line, the one, Lucky, Lucky, Lucky Jim. She needs to be the story at the center of the blast. But all I wanted was a chance to get away. Since 1987, she's been living in my ass.
Eat what you are while you're falling apart. And it opened a can of worms. The gun's in my hand and I know it looks bad. But believe me I'm innocent. .
TJ. Clubballi nodidhe ninna. manasalli kaadidhe inna. mukha swalpa thorisi hoge. ooh nanna muddhina chinna. ninagaagi kaayuve naanu. neenilladhe mathinnenu.
(McKinley & David Torn). He said, "I'll bring you something nice when I. come home again. You know your boy. loves you but Ma, this town is caving in.".
Come see for yourself.. See what they've done to our land.. Come see for yourself.. See what they've done to our land and our trees,. The birds and the bees..
I woke up on a gaelic morn. The kindred soul within reborn. Voices call as the high wind blow. Softly speak within me so. Voices call within your mind.
For I'll never see you. again. And I'll never please you. again. Live on, live on. Live on beloved one. Live on my warrior son. Born of the Isles. Somerled child.
Please don't ask me no questions. And I will tell you no lies. How I wish all this shit inside. would fade away so I try. Try to make things. Better around here.
Check her before you go. her door is open it's never closed. she's always there. crying for company some company. give her some of your extacy. and she'll supply you.
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, it's a long, lonesome road. Through the lifetime of a trucker. But me and my good ol' friend here. We gonna make it.
Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars,. Hearing guitars like someone in love.. Sometimes the things I do astound me,. Mostly whenever you're around me..
I feel so lonely. When I'm here alone. I will call my friends. So I will call my friends. To be around. So let the party go on. So let the party go on.