Nighttime sun light my face guide me home once again.. All is one filled with grace there's no beginning no end.. And I know the wheels are turning on a road thats cold or burning..
Revolution.. . whenever the authority is soaked into corruption. whenever people are deceived ,neglected and forsaken. wherever anyone might be , inside a new uprising.
Por fin nos quedamos solos, juntos los dos.. Llego el momento indicado de hacer el amor,. Entre tu nervio y el mio. Bailemos esta cancion,. Que nos tiene enamorados...enamorados del amor....
What is this game we're playing?. Should I stick around for more?. Snap your fingers I'll come running. Leave again when you're bored with me. I'll make it easy.
Turning around I see someone. That I thought I used to know. You wide eyed in the crowd. How does it feel to see the world. And not turn cold. . I wanna hold you.
Wanna talk about your wild horses. And the strength of a hundred men. Atilla and all his forces. Couldn't keep me away from him. . My heart, it knows no limit.
Take a look in my eyes. It's been a long, long time. I used to feel so strong. When I knew you were mine. . Since you let me down. I'm hard to be around.
Ki lungril ahin avang mai ngai//nui hiaia lenglai ni hei kha//koikhir thei nise lom lai hei kha//ringai'n bianga mittui aluang.. CHORUS. Lungril inlomtu dy/nangki koi ruai ruai/hong leng nok roh oh/kirun inthim ahin..
Angel, you missed your chance. To be the prom queen. And so you turned. Into a wet dream. Star of your own video. Late night show on the floor. . A bad girl, no one's watchin'.
On through woods and you go through the snow. Walk to the tree and you breathe on the limb. How many times have you seen me with her. . When the night comes and you find that you're bound.
The man who only lives for making money. Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny. Likewise the man who works for fame. . There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name.
Either Im losing my mind. And youre just going blind. Right in front of your eyes. But you cant see it baby. . Its that perfume you wear. Yea, you smell so real.
Yo, what's up Marco?. What's up Brooklyn?. Filthy rich. . People in the audience, Masta Ace the name. I write rhymes and insert them inside your vein.
I recall being younger always. Taking time to find the love. In the broken-hearted days. As of late these cloudy skies are always. Raining on my parade.
When I was a boy. I went running off to school. Went home every evening. Like there was nothing else to do. . One night I looked out my window. And while the moon was racing past.
It was noon time, down time, break time. Summertime, miller time, anytime. She was looking pretty fine. A red light, green light, go. All fired upside downtown.
Alone and lost without any plan. Wandering loose over bad bad land. Everywhere I walk it's all rock and dust. Every town I pass is rubble and rust. . I got no good place to go.