We meet up again, the usual place. Nowhere I have been for a long time. The right features to the smallest detail, and the voice that I know so well. .
For the final time untie me from this railway line. I'm really not the screaming kind you know. And you know better than anyone. . Let me go, I swear that I won't tell a soul.
He came your way. And when he had to go. There were roses growing in the snow. Silently you'll go to the shadow of your soul. And you know that it was like this before we had to go.
Okay, yeah, alright. I find it hard to say, that everything is alright. Don't look at me that way, like everything is alright. 'Cause my own eyes can see, through all your false pretenses.
VERSE1:. I was born into this world. Little bitty baby girl. And when I look at why looking so glad. In a racist world. Now it's a difficult process. The matter is of perception.
The girls want to go to the party.. But no one is in any shape to drive.. So we called up your guy and when he comes we're gonna ask for a ride.. . We get to the place..
A thousand years ago. In a far and distant land. The people pledged the earth. And the children lend a hand. Then came the drought. And all the crop would die.
La primera vez que pregunte si es posible. por supuesto respondio que no. ¿y el hombre? pregunte ¿puede ser mejor?. por supuesto me dijo que no.. . solo tres cosas llevaria.
I've never seen a sky. As flat as this one. As flat as the brown earth. Beneath our feet. . I've never seen a horizon. As dim as this one. It's hundred and ten in the street.
Comme dans le marbre. J'ai gravé profond. Sur le tronc d'un arbre. Ton nom et mon nom. Avec un couteau. . Un si bel amour. Ça s'écrit en grand. Tout simplement pour.
Rita, donne-moi ton cœur,. Rita, donne-moi ta main,. Rita, donne-moi ta sœur,. Rita, nous partons demain.
Entre ce sang qui coule sur le sable de l'arène. Et fait vibrer la foule barbare, inhumaine. . Ce sang rouge qui jaillit. Comme l'eau des fontaines. Du taureau accroupi sous l'acier madrilène.
There's a black crow. staring at my neighbor's house. He's perching right next. to the window now. and I want to do something. but I can't get out. and I want to make noise.
Room on the third floor, not what we asked for. I'm not tired enough to sleep. One bed is broken, next room is smokin'. Air conditioning's stuck on heat.
Room on the third floor, not what we asked for. I'm not tired enough to sleep. One bed is broken, next room is smokin'. Air conditioning's stuck on heat.
He rocks in the tree tops all day long. Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song. All the little birdies on Jaybird Street. Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet.