If he hadn't come running. Sometimes I'm very hard, too strong. So he could be here in a minute. So quick, I couldn't catch up. . Don't count on me, don't you count on me.
ZEMLJA JE PUNA OLOVA I VRANA. I STARAKOG VONJA LJUTIH PARTIZANA. NEPRESTANO TRAJE TIHA RACIJA. DOK U PUKOJ BEDI GORI NACIJA. . DAL' E DOI PRAVDA?. . BLATNJAVE IZME OSTAVLJAJU TRAG.
SVE TO MENE POKREE U OVOM GRADU. BA SVE POLAKO NESTAJE, DUU NAM KRADU. NE, JA SE NE PREDAJEM I NEU IM DATI MOJ SVET. NEU DA POBEGNEM, NEK ONI SHVATE. .
We live and we learn. (With heart and soul and mind). You can't control your destiny. To fight to the death. (Right to the bitter end). Doesn't have to be the way.
There's a reason,we gotta let each other know. Y'gotta give respect to the other people. Sometimes it ain't easy,you work your fingers to the bone. The you find you gotta climb another mountain.
O.K.,O.K.,so the situation is this. You want to step to me;. You want to do me some'in?. Well what? Yeah,what!?. See this? You can't do me none. You think you're all dat? Ha ha!!.
Take my hand. Don't even make a sound. You're a finest one to what I've found. All I need is. Your commitment and your time. It's fallen in to place. Nothing you should have to say.
Cut me down if you want to.. Stick around.. Stab my heart and break my crown.. This mass fire consumed me.. You're on the ground.. Stumbling on the way back down..
All donde se cruzan los caminos,. donde el mar no se puede concebir,. donde regresa siempre el fugitivo,. pongamos que hablo de Madrid.. Donde el deseo viaja en ascensores,.
Mi primera mujer era una arpia,. pero, muchacho,. el punto del gazpacho.. joder si lo tena,. se llamaba... digamos que Sofa.. Un mal da. me puso las maletas.
Se peinaba a lo gartzon. la viajera que quiso ensearme a besar. en la gare d'Austerlitz.. . Primavera de un amor. amarillo y frugal como el sol. del veranillo de San Martin.
Creen, porque la gente no habla ya de m,. que estoy ms acabado que Antonio Machn.. Dense prisa si me quieren enterrar,. pues tengo la costumbre de resucitar,.
No conocan el mar. y se les antoj ms triste que en la tele. pjaros de Portugal. sin direccin, ni alpiste, ni papeles. l le dijo "vmonos". "dnde?" le respondi llorando ella..
Volaban los camarones. por buleras. antes de que tus canciones. fueran tan mas.. Usted perdone, tan tuyas,. tan de Fulano,. fatiguitas y casullas,. viva mi hermano!.
Good morning I'm still going nowhere. But it seems like a bang-up place to be. I remember I forget then I do it again. Come into the next phase with me.
A photo can say a thousand things. But it can't say the million things. I wanna say. A photo can capture the way we were. But it can't capture the way we are.
Our Eyes are bleeding. Courtesy of everything. That you could ever want to hide. Our veins are dry. Sometimes the truth cuts deeper. Than the sharpest knife.
now you're thinking i'm so stupid, that's allright. you don't know just what you're saying and in due time. what i'm going through, well i don't care and you won't prosper.