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Ñóïåðñèçûé Êèíã

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Ñóìàñøåäøàÿ Êîðîëåâà

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Outlaws

She stands at the window. Proud Mary, bad news. Demands from the credit. And the sheriff's men too. The wife of a fishermen no longer at sea. She can always find him where whisky flows free.

Oh My Country (translation)

Oh, my country you are on my mind. fresh, fragrant Uist of the saplings. Where the noble men are found. Who gave their hereditary allegiance to. 'Mac ic Ailein'.

Oh My Boatman (translation)

Oh boatman, na ho ro eile. Oh boatman, na ho ro eile. Oh boatman, na ho ro eile. My blessings with you wherever you go. Translation:. Often I look from the highest hill.

Ïÿòüäåñÿò Âòîðîé Ïîíåäåëüíèê

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Old Downtown

I went for a walk in my old downtown. To the top of the hill and I turned around. Train yard's not what it used to be. The station's still standing by the factories.

Äîñóãè-áóãè

Oh So Many Years

For these many years, I've loved you,. No-one has ever known.. No-one has ever known but you alone.. We've kept it locked inside our hearts,. And smiled through all the tears..

Olha Minha Cara

Olha a minha cara de quem gosta de voc. Cuspo na tua foto, fao cena de tv pra ver. Que ainda assim voc gosta de mim.. . Olha minha cara de quem gosta de voc.

On The Road Again

Well, I'm so tired of crying. But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. Well, I'm so tired of crying. But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again.

O Viens Emmanuel ( O Come Emmanuel)

Oh, viens vers nous Emmanuel. Viens pour delivrer Israel. Ton peuple attend pour le benir. Le fils de Dieu qui va venir. . Chantez, Chantez, Emmanuel.

O Holy Night

O holy night. The stars are brightly shining. It is the night. Of our dear Savior's birth. . Long lay the world. In sin and error pining. 'Til He appeared.

Offerings

Offerings, no, no, no, offerings. . Look what you're offering. Your hands, emptied my soul, girl. And I'll find some time. I'll find somewhere to grow, look out now.

Of The Black

A wolf in a man. Sick thing that I am. An engine to fuel the kill. . A new beginning. Your world is ending. So sit back and watch it die. . The true lords of man.

Old Blood

Smoke cleared I never feared. Just rolling low decisions. Don't let your focus waiver. Just be a dedicator. Make you mind like a dagger to slit the throats of haters.

Over Absolute Black

Evanescent figures walk by my side. As I silently cross the borders of night. Their voices gently push me through a solid prism of noise. . I hear them calling my name..