I would personally like to say hello to you. Hello. Now you're supposed to say hello to me please. Well when does it come. I'm so tired of waiting for your voice.
Koga dojde ti,. Znaev deka,. Ljubov ke se sluci,. Ostanav bez zdiv. . Barav pat,. Nacin da ti,. Prijdam jas,. Da ti kazam deka.. Tolku dolgo cekav. Da te baknam tolku nezno,.
Virtually alone right now, never will you have. Waged your life in such, Isolation.. Never have so many of your friends been so opposed. Never have provoked so much, opposition..
At the beginning of time. Before there were waves. We'd sit in our boats. We'd float there all day. . And there weren't any waves. 'Cause there wasn't any wind.
You sure are a professional. Just like in the books I read. ??? particular ???. You sure are a professional. Living the life you do. Professional.
Srkisno te gledam,. ne smeam no pak te sledam,. kade li zamina?. . Vcera vo sonot,. zastana ti pokraj mene. sonuvam za tebe.. . Kako da se priblizam,.
As I roved out one bright May morning. To view the purple heather and flowers gay. Who should I spy but my own true lover. As she sat under yon willow tree.
One day while, cruisin' round, i bumped into this fat-ass kid.. He reacted, quite uptight, so i doofered him laxative.. "Your're dead meat to be" he poetically said..
'It's a gorgeous thing' while doing her mantra she smiles at me. 'I hope you're not too unhappy?'. Maybe some day, maybe some day.... I'll blow your brains out and.
Gledas ne sum sam,. Mozebi te znam,. Od nekoi drugi vreminja?!. . Velis: seti se,. Ova ne e fer,. Bar cekaj da ja ispratam!. . Zarem nemas troska sram?!.
Are you burning, little candle?. High upon the Christmas tree. Symbol of a new beginning. Faith and hope and sweet release. . Remind us of the children's faces.
As I saw the break of day. I caught my breath and ran away. The dream is dead. The heart mislead. Crushed my body, crushed my head.. I'm tired again, I've tried again, feel to the floor, I failed once more. I never wanna cry one single tear again..
Are you burning, little candle?. High upon the Christmas tree. Symbol of a new beginning. Faith and hope and sweet release. . Remind us. Of the children's faces.
Well it's a poor boy, a poor boy. It's a poor boy who lost his mama. It's a poor boy who lost his father. It's a poor boy who lost all his friends. And it's a poor boy who lost his woman.
Don't believe the complacent defeatist smug as fuck. baby boomer propaganda. We've been force-fed to simply believe or brutally swallow. Truly sorry but your fuzzy thinking and sanitized.
Crestfallen and broken breast. I feel a full shadow. I see a spur digging. Snails on the rocks and it's low tide and. There's diamonds in the ocean. But if there's a moth winging out over the waves.
...did you just touch my hand?. ...and did you just kiss my shoulder?. ah, life's a mystery.... ...and do you have your hand on my knee. and are you moving it extremely slowly?.
Hello, all you people. Welcome to our show. We're gonna play some two chord songs. Some are fast, some are slow. We know this sounds a bit korny. Bob's getting a bit horny.
You must you must keep listening. I don't know why but I must keep listening. You must you must keep listening. I don't know why but I must I must keep listening.