Lumi on jo peittnyt kukat laaksosessa,. Jrven aalto jtynyt talvipakkasessa.. Varpunen pienoinen, synyt keseinehen,. Jrven aalto jtynyt talvipakkasessa..
She's never lonely when she's alone, one-sided talking but she's not. on the phone, kicking and screaming like she's fighting for her life,. but there's no crazy killer coming at her with a knife. Playing the.
Goddess on the mountain top. Burning like a silver flame. The summit of beauty and love. And venus was her name. . She's got it. Yeah, baby, she's got it.
Valentine's Day. . Breezy promises. Waste of time is all he was, oh. Said that we'd be down for life. Tellin' lies to make everything alright. . The 14th I would take your hand.
(W.H. Auden). Victor was a little baby, into this world he came:. His father took him on his knee and said:' Don't dishonour the family. name.' Victor looked up at his father- loked up with big round eyes:.
Sagt mir, wo ist das Paradies.. Sagt, wer die Welt zerstoeren lie.. Sagt mir, warum der Fisch im Flu. Und auch die Blume sterben mu.. Wer bringt den Wald in Gefahr?.
(words taken from the New Testament). . Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.. Blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth..
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik]. . Stylish deeds, stylish words.. Stylish dreams and stylish thoughts.. Stylish life for stylish world.. Stylish faith for stylish God..
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik & Alex Vertel]. . I can see nothing through my blurried sight.... Just hear the pain growling from inside.... I feel the needle tapping my vein....
Vagabond shoes, why do you roam. Taking me, oh, so far from home?. Far from the hills and rippling stream. Chasing the crazy ghost of a dream.. . Vagabond shoes, you've gone astray..
Leave me. Lying here. Cause I don't wanna go. Leave me. Lying here. Cause I don't wanna go. Leave me. Lying here. Cause I don't wanna go. Tell me, tell me what you really want from me.
You're so wonderful, I adore you,. I adore you, I adore you, Victrola.. . You're so audio, don't remove me,. To a movie, I am grooving, Victrola.. . Ahhh... Happy New Year.
(woohoooo. woohoooo. woohoooo. woohoooo). Waiting for. opportunity to strike. I have been your biggest fan. what a tour. a little blow to cure your fright.
I turned the volume up this morning. Till there was ringing in my ears. I haven't felt this good in years. . Another villain on the cover. Of every major magazine.
Stripping flowers at pedal pace. Twirling blur of legs, legs and lace. Victoria, she loves her name. . Running flushed our faces red. Daring her to kiss, to kiss my head.
Thirteen miles on 31 are drying. All along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of masquerade. Thirteen miles on 31 are drying. The sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten drops of finger-paints.
Thirteen miles on 31 are drying. All along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of masquerade. Thirteen miles on 31 are drying. The sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten drops of finger-paints.
Kommer alltid att drömma om vi mot världen. Vill ha svart, vill ha vitt, vill ha alla färger. Ah, ah, ah. Alla färger. Ah, ah, ah. Alla färger. . Sträcker upp mina armar och höjer blicken.
Vi kommer alltid ha Paris. Denna staden äger vi. Den är till för oss och inga andra. . Under broarna längs Seine. Hand i hand igen. men du är här för första gången.
Du, jag slänger ner en nyckel ifrån fönstret i köket. jag bor fyra trappor upp och du är välkommen in. Massa skor i hela hallen, folk vid fläkten som röker.