como un cuchillo en la mantequilla. entraste a mi vida, cuando me moria. como la luna por la rendija. asi te metiste entre mis pupilas. . y asi te fui queriendo a diario.
Saldr de viaje, me ir muy lejos. Sin equipaje, con tu recuerdo. No sera facil dejar los sueos. Guardados en un cajn,. Nos dimos todo, tuvimos tiempo. Y nos perdimos en el intento.
Cuando apareces, desaparece. todo lo que me daa. y me parece, que las palabras,. llegan sin preguntar. . Este camino no tiene final,. llvame adonde vayas..
In the stony grey soil through hardship and toil,. Roscommon's rough lands they owned me.. Digging potatoes and ploughing the earth,. As my family did long before me..
Little sparrow softly sings when daylight first draws near. She curls up tightly, safe beside me, sleeping without fear. Then she wakes, smiles & laughs, whispers in my ear.
stumbling in and fumbling to. another morning seeping through. head bowed down as we battled the gloom. cries of lamentation. all my promises. all my dreams.
Two broken hearts lonely looking like houses. Where nobody lives. Two people each having so much pride inside. Neither side forgives. . The angry words spoken in haste.
No virre støvet opp -. som en sky av alt æ har glemt.. Kor e mitt gamle æ?. Sporan min i Trondheim e bort for lengst.. No går æ gatan igjen,. har funnet veien sjøl om æ va blind..
You are the hole in my head. I am the pain in your neck. You are the lump in my throat. I am the aching in your heart. We are tangled. We are stolen. We are living where things are hidden.
Oh, I know it hurts, yeah, I know it hurts. When your brand new love up and does you dirt. Baby, don't you know? Baby, don't you know?. You reap just what you sow.
Darling, if someday some writer should say. I'll write a song for only you to sing. Whoa, I'd tell him of our broken love. And call it 'The Song of the Lonely Teen'.
You and I couldn't get along. So our love, it wound up on the rocks of Reno. I loved you and you loved me. But all we did was disagree 'bout everything but Reno.
V1 I met you on the Railroad. I was only twenty one. I was on my own Away from home. My life had just begun. Driftin out on the highway. We had bluegrass in our blood.