Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento. Placida é l'onda. Prospero il vento. . Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento. Placida é l'onda. Prospero il vento. . Venite all'argine.
You better watch out, you better not cry. You better not pout, I'm tellin' you why. Santa Claus is comin' to town. . He's makin' a list and checkin' it twice.
You better watch out, you better not cry. You better not pout, I'm tellin' you why. Santa Claus is comin' to town. . He's makin' a list and checkin' it twice.
You better watch out, you better not cry. You better not pout, I'm tellin' you why. Santa Claus is comin' to town. . He's makin' a list and checkin' it twice.
(feat. Christina Aguilera). . Andrea:. Somos novios. Pues los dos sentimos mutuo amor profundo. Y con eso ya ganamos lo ms grande. De este mundo. . Nos amamos, nos besamos.
Say you love me like I love you. No other words I'd rather hear from you. Girl, I love you more than you'll ever know. And I will never let you go. So say you love me like I love you (you know that I love you).
[VERSE 1]. Baby take off your coat. Tell me all about your day. And if you feel a little stressed. I can take the pain away. . If there's something that you're down about.
It's the revenge of satan. you will pay for all your sin. evil lives in front of you. you have fear in this game. lost your mind, go insane. you are damned for all eternity.
The wind calls your name forever. blowing away days together. I'm only a child butt I feel. like I will die tomorrow.. Something's wrong with me. I see you every where.
Marginacion, incomprension. Asi va navegando por la vida. Prostitucion, drogadiccion. Racismo, asesinato, muerte, Sida. . El ovulo y el esperma. El hombre, el feto, el embrion.
Man, it's a hot one. Like seven inches from the midday sun. Well, I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone. But you stay so cool. . My muñequita,.
Oh baby, whatcha gonna do. Oh baby, whatcha gonna do. I'm sick and tired of foolin' around with you. . Wake up in the mornin' fix you somethin' to eat,.
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem. A red rose up in Spanish Harlem. It is a special one, it's never seen the sun. It only comes out when the moon is on the run.
We made Oklahoma a little after three. Randy, his brother Bob, and my old GFC. We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown. We were so messed up we didn't know if we were drunk or stoned.
He don't know how to lie or undermine you. . He don't know how to steal how to deal or decieve. . So leave him alone set him free. . Cause he's speaking with the angel.
Saturday. Blue eyes fading. Not a word, not one. You will say. . "It all has changed me.". Now you've gone. Nothing left to see. . Saturday. Sad eyes closing.
Now for those of you who don't know, you got two choices. Either get up, or get the fuck out. . Here we come. . Motherfuckers back at it again. We're back in town, feel the heat.