Blessed be the snow. That's falling. Virgin white. Is covering everything. Blessed be the Sun. That's hiding. Not shedding light. On the face of suffering.
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Micsoda hely, micsoda hely. Az legyen az utols nm. Akit innen viszek el. Az legyen az utols nap. Ami itt majd rmvirrad. Az legyen az utols perc. Ha itt tallsz.
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Nha gy mlik napra nap. Hogy a dalok alszanak. s hiba srsz, hiba vrsz. Az nnep elmarad. Csak a magny hangja szl. A homlokod all. Szeretem azt a dalt. Amit magadrl nekelsz.
Tompn ragyog az jjel s megn a csend. (Meneklj,fuss el, meneklj). A stt elnyeli az rnyakat. Mint vertktl nyirkos lom. gy tapad rm most az indulat. Mert elttem llsz.
Nha gy mlik napra nap. Hogy a dalok alszanak. s hiba srsz, hiba vrsz. Az nnep elmarad. Csak a magny hangja szl. A homlokod all. Szeretem azt a dalt. Amit magadrl nekelsz.
Kmletet aligha vr. Csordultig telt mregpohr. Kiltank s futnk mg kzelebb. Szemembe nz s gy lp mg kzelebb. . tletnek elbe megy. Terht felveszi, hiszen vr r a hegy.
I will wait for this moment. When our lips collide. And almost stop the earth. You're in my arms tonight. . So I've come. To complicate the dead. Are you with me?.
how did you get it in your head, mr. bonaparte. that everything you did and said would amount to law. and all of the players and pieces on the map you drew.
I don't wanna live. Anywhere. I wanna live, I wanna live everywhere. In a rolling big house. Full of fresh air. A motor bungalow,. Round and comfortable.
When I was a boy. Simple times, simple joy. And life was not full of hate and chaos. A modern man. Lives in some kind of hurricane. I need your love to keep me calm.
Look at the signs. Look at the symptoms. Look at the slight. Calm before the storm. I feel the silence. I feel the signals. I feel the strain. Tension in my head.
Wouldn't it be great to see the African plains. Before they lay them to waste and only the bones remain?. Wouldn't it be poetry to shoot holes in the poachers we see.
Ever since I was a kid I never did fit in. While all the other fish were learning how to swim. I was dying. To be a member of the tribe. . And when I went to school my head was in a cloud.
When the sun comes up. In the nuclear sky. And the life we had. Has blown up and died. We will shed no tear,. We will skip no beat. And we will walk right down.
I lived inside a tear. Time magnified my fear. That the world around me. Was only getting more severe. . On May 1, 1990. Something changed inside me. And I, I saw the stars align.
Still by the window pane. Pain like the rain that's falling. She waits in the air. Matte kudasai. She sleeps in a chair. In her sad america. When was a night so long.
She wouldn't need to be a bird without a wing. Or be a servant to a telephone ring. She could be sleeping in the comfort of another bed. It wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart.