Silence pesant, son poids dans ce néant,. Néanmoins nait en nous ce différend,. Ce battement, inexistant. Naissent en nous, mais sans moi. Des désires font désordre.
Besame. Besame mucho. Como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez. Besame. Besame mucho. Que tengo miedo pederte,perderte otra vez. Oui je sais bien qu'un beau jours on revient.
Written by Johnny Cash. . I walked through the big yard, to feel the warm sunshine. A ninety-nine year man, stepped over to me. He offered a smoke, and said as I rolled it.
Written by Marty Stuart. . At a red hot truck stop with a dirt floor parking lot. A waitress named Shirley. Poured him some coffee and she said. "Hello stranger where're you going?.
Written by Bob DiPiero, Dennis Robbins and John Sherrill. . I paid the bank note, the car note and, yes, I paid the phone bill too. And then I turned around and I found that the house note's due.
Why is it hard to love. Why so easy to hate. Why is it simple to steal. And so hard to create. . I don`t believe. That the stars descending. I don`t believe.
(At The End Of The Money). . I paid the bank note, the car note, an' yes, I paid the 'phone bill too.. An' then I turned around an' I found that the house note's due..
I - don't need your lies. 'cause I - I can realize. All that you talk is one step back that you walk. You're burning dreams and you're stealing lives.
Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.. . Marty Robbins - El Paso; Waylon Jennings - Ramblin' Man; Roger Miller - King of the Road; Merle Haggard - The Way I Am. Now that's what I'm talkin' about..
We're moving on the longrange distance. We're moving close beside our dreams. We're sliding through the mighty gallery. How somebody told us. . We're longing for the highest price.
When I was a young man I thought I knew everything. But I didn't know nothing, till I found you. I used to get around some, I thought I'd seen everything.
The journey is ending. The spirit`s descending. I'm feeling again. I feel once again. Out in the coldness. A space filled with sadness. I still taste the pain.
I know there is something. I know there is something. I know there is something inside of me. I don't know what it is, but I know it is there. I know there is something.
Lester: Alright you wanna sing TIL THE END OF THE WORLD ROLLS AROUND. Let's do it.. . 'Til the end of the world rolls 'round, I'll keep on lovin' you.
There are many secrets. Hidden behind walls. There are many secrets. Waiting to be unfold. . We all keep our secrecies. Till we're getting cold. Hiding in dark dungeons.
Baby, close that suitcase, let's turn this thing around. We've got everybody talking all over town. But if you have to leave, well, keep one thing in mind.
Written by Merle Kilgore and Tillman Franks. . Give me my cycle and a star-filled sky above. And a good lookin' woman with a heart full of love. I'll go to any honky tonk in any old town.
STARING WAITING SITTING THERE. LOCKED UP IN A CELL. YEARS HAVE PASSED BUT NO ONE CARES. THAT I`VE FOUND MY PERSONAL HELL. THE NURSE IS COMING. SHE`S INJECTING POISON.
Written by Marty Stuart and Ronny Scaife. . There was a time I could drink my cares away. And drown out all of the heartaches that hurt me night and day.