(Connan Mockasin). Every single light. I am filled with (?). Love rediculation. feel the situation. (???). . Love is set you lie. I am filled with (?).
Konstantinos was his name. And was playing the guitar. always smiling always happy. the way he played ,i 'll always love. he was born in Larrisa in the outskirts of the town.
Well the water's up on Franklin Street. The rain was coming down all night. And filling up the Little Conemaugh and Stony Creek. People scurrying all over town to save their things.
This journey has brought her to me once again. Driving the forests of Michigan. The crisp blue of sky, leaves of orange and red. Red as her lips and the hair on her head.
Bajo el puñal del invierno. Murió en los campos la tarde. Con su tambor de desvelos. Salió la luna a rezarle. Con su tambor. Rezos en la noche blanca.
I've been walkin' these streets so long. Singin' the same old song. I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway. Where hustle's the name of the game.
Oceans apart day after day. And I slowly go insane. I hear your voice on the line. But it doesn't stop the pain. . If I see you next to never. How can we say forever.
Avez vous des enfants. Et si non pourquoi ?. Pleurez vous souvent. Et si non pourquoi ?. Êtes vous différent. Et si non pourquoi ?. . Goûtez vous les tourments.