A beautiful girl. A beautiful Irish girl. A beautiful girl, Cathleen. . And if the song that I write is no good. Won't you listen to it, please anyway?.
Close your eyes, my sleepy child. Don't let a teardrop fall. There is no need to cry child. There is no need at all. . Dry your eyes and sleep now. Let your sweet dreams flow.
Why do we argue the way we do?. Can't you see girl that I'm, I'm in love with you?. Don't run away from my love that you need. Don't turn away from my love, you will see.
So good to see you. baby. where 've you been hiding this time?. You walk in shining with a smile. absolutely divine.. Say. are you doing alright?. . Workaholic slave.
took a trip down to L.A. for a week-end. let my hear flow an my inspiration grove. . on my way... to L.A.. touched down thru the smog cloud, L.A. runway.
yeah yhea yhea yeah. yeahhh yeahh. wie lang esch her, wie lang esch es her. woho. Jungendliebi. . Min Wortschatz lang nd, er langt nd. zom dini Schnheit zbeschriebe.
There's an old still in the valley beside my daddy's grave -. And a light burning slow. burning slow.. It's the one thing that was left me. as I came back from the war -.
We walked the path. We dreamt, we loved. We lived our lives undone. The time is gray sand. But for now we reached the end. . To the death this is the way - the only way.
That was the day when I felt your breathe on my neck.... This cold sweat on my back.... I stopped and looked into your eyes. . I'm out of law. I'm wanted dead or alive.
Abandone your hope the one who entered this place. Leave it behind you. Open your eyes, expand your mind. And see this place is what you need. . Could never be found.
We light up the candles. Every night. It's the beautiful sight. We light the menorah. The Hanukeah. It's the beautiful sight. . We light up the candles.
So, where is your god?. Where is your sun. Should light the way. Was walked with the pain. . Where is your own. Angel was born. To keep you alive. To bring you the light?.
There are times in your life. When you. Have to lend a hand. To right an awful wrong. You'll do all that you can. . There are times in your life. When you.
Bubbe's Boarding House. Bubbe's Boarding House. If you love to learn. . Then you'll learn to love. The place I'm thinking of. Bubbe's Boarding House. Bubbe's Boarding House.
Now it's time to show the colours. Now it is time to deflower. The innocent soul has lost its hope in the blackened skies. . All she heard before was silence.
Bubbe's Boarding House. Bubbe's Boarding House. If you love to learn. Then you'll learn to love. . The place I'm thinking of. Bubbe's Boarding House. Bubbe's Boarding House.
I'd made the crime. The dreadful criminal act. The violence floating in my blood. Had washed away the track of god. . I'd made the crime. At the time I met you.
Be yourself. No matter. Where the wind blows. Be yourself. Whatever you do. Someone else. Can never be you. Before you look at me. Look and inside and be yourself!.
So welcome here. This is the end of the line. No more tears, no more lies. No more fears and smiles. Screaming letters of love:. Just so rude - little tough.