las bebidas psicoactivas no bombean. suficiente. ni las danzas agresivas. ofrecen lo mejor de ti. quin sabe si es mejor as?. abando el palacio al azar.
Me empequeece la altura. Y no lo puedo evitar. Se me atascan las ideas, amontonadas. En mi tesoro y me esperan. . Ayer tei de color sangre mis sueos. Y no queda nada sagrado que me divierta ya.
In my dreams. hands are floating. and I see your face. and I'm not alone. In my dreams. I feel the force. of the light. and your love supreme. In my dreams.
This red feeling is not like being blue. it's a little wild animal. that tears apart your thoughts. it eats your brain and eats your soul. and after a while.
I love the beautiful goddess. who lives on the other side of the sea. I often wave to her. in her arms life is good. she told me herself. No I'm on the other side of the sea.
Las bebidas psicoactivas no bombean suficiente. Ni las danzas agresivas ofrecen lo mejor de t. Quin sabe si es mejor as?. Abandona el palacio al azar y a la suerte.
Me empequeece la altura. Y no lo puedo evitar. Se me atascan las ideas,. Amontonadas. En mi tesoro y me esperan.. Ayer te de color sangre mis sueos,. Y no queda nada sagrado.
Got no bags & baggage to slow me down. I'm a-travelin' so fast my feet ain't touchin' the ground. Travelin' light, travelin' light. & I just can't wait to be with my baby tonight.
Everyone's life is bittersweet. It's a door that opens wide. And no man can call himself complete. Till he's seen it from both sides. . This door swings both ways.
There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight. All over the world you can hear the sounds of lovers in love. You know what I mean, just the two of us and nobody else in sight.
There's a kind of hush. All over the world tonight. All over the world. You can hear the sound of lovers in love. . You know what I mean. Just the two of us and nobody else in sight.
Someday I'm gonna write the story of my life. I'll tell about the night we met. And how my heart can't forget the way you smiled at me. . I want the world to know the story of my life.
The man with the cigar walked on up to where I was workin' this mornin'. The man with the cigar said that I was workin' too slow. & if I didn't speed it up, he'd have to let me go.
We met at the Inn called The George and Dragon. Lest you forget my dear. We drank a toast at The George and Dragon. With the dragon breathing fire in me beer.
Everyones life is bittersweet. It's a door that opens wide. And no man can call himself complete. Till he's seen it from both sides. . This door swings both ways.