More and more, baby. . My emotions were on display. From the first time that I saw you. I really don't know what I have to say. I feel myself going under.
I'm feeling kinda strange. I'm feeling kinda jammed up and outta the way. I know it's all deranged. And nothing's gonna give til I'm outta this place.
Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb. . Mother do you think they'll like the song. . Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls. Ooh ah, mother should I build a wall.
(N. Brown/J. Rwakaara). Rap Written & Performed by: High Intent. . V1. I love it when you hold me. When your loving arms enfold me. I'm so captured by your love.
NB Ridaz 2001,. Dos mil uno - para mis Mexicanos. Hasta el. futuro. . Chorus. Mexicanos - Mexicanos levantense. Llego la bomba ponganse de pie. Para mi raza que le sabe llegar.
Chorus. Who said we couldn't drop real hip hop? Clowny muthafuckers from the bottom to. the top. we bringing heat in a major way, in a major way. . Verse 1.
(Milton Nascimento/Fernando Brant). instrumental with orchestra and chorus. Chorus: Crianas do Programa Curumim. Rouxinis de Divinpolis. Orchestra: Orquestra Jazz Sinfnica do Estado de So Paulo.
(M. Nascimento - Fernando Brant, 1983). Quem esse viajante. Quem esse menestrel. Que espalha esperana. E transforma sal em mel?. Quem esse saltimbanco.
Shut your mouth and close the door. I wanna, watch you while you take it off. I'm gonna, take a blindfold put it on. And then I drop the leather to the floor.
Say you don't love me. Say you don't want me anymore. Tell me it's over. It's over. I'll open my bottle. And no, I ain't opening this door. Death one it gets colder.
Disconcerting the downsides, emphasizing on the positive. Charcterizes my philosophy. . My philosophy!. . Shaping a guideline, free to follow. Sharing the thoughts of my philosophy.
Nuclear power plants - tons of growing waste. We spit out toxic shit - of our planet's nothing left. . Why can't we see that pollution ends?!?. . Suffocation forced upon all living things.
A broken promise. Unmeasurable strength. Those feeble lies. Spread an awful fucking stench. . A juicy profit. And millions lying dead. An attempt to conceal.
Like a ray of light. Like a shooting star. They can see you come. To set free the swarm. . From a different world. From an ancient land. Will you say the words?.
Music has the key that opens. The magical door to the scene you adore.. Butterflies or rain or people,. Memories or the future for sure.. . Close your eyes and feel the ocean.
Odiando a Lily Key, pierdo el tiempo de mi vida. Me pregunto, si se me ve a pasar. tan histrionica me altera siempre busca a que la quieran pa. poderse soportar.
Moustahil ansalikaan. Ansalikaan, ayam zaman. Ahbab couna sawa. Couna sawa, ana winta sawa. . Moustahil ansalikaan. Ansalikaan, ayam zaman. Ahbab couna sawa.
On est bien peu de choses et mon amie la rose me l'a dit ce matin.. À l'aurore je suis née, baptisée de rosée. Je me suis épanouie, heureuse et amoureuse.
Turn up the mayhem, turn up the night. Felling so crazy, I love to fight. Time to put on your studs and leather. Time to go out into some heavy weather.
Se você quer ser minha namorada. Ah, que linda namorada. Você poderia ser. . Se quiser ser somente minha. Exatamente essa coisinha. Essa coisa toda minha.