And it sure been a cold, cold winter And the wind ain't been blowin' from the south It's sure been a cold, cold winter And a lotta love is all burned
Traduction: Rolling Stones. D'hiver.
: And it sure been a cold, cold winter And the wind ain't been blowin' from the south It's sure been a cold, cold winter And a lotta love is all burned
A wedding ring and a simple thing called home All you ever gave me was a look at some old highway The sky above and the love of a rolling stone I remember
thunder roll My silver palomino I track her into the mountains she loved Watch her from the rocks above She'd dip her neck and drink from the winter
left to do) When they're callin you When the angels call like (I answer) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Lord forgive me I'm a sinner Oatmeal in the winter Talking
secret I rock a vest, prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus in a Lex watchin Kathie Lee and Regis My actions are one with the seasons A tec squeezin - executioner, winter
spinnin in bank rolls Makes us grim and stay stone and strays kids from the way home It's simple subtle suckled since infancies slithering fables Whispering winter
Burning bright and yet Sinking low Like a flickering light On a winter's night Must I keep on travelling alone When I feel my heart Turning into stone
I Mean Harder Den A White Tie White Roll White Wheels Whiter Den Some White Pills White S550 Sittin On Some White Hills Niggas Thinkin Furs 4 Da Winter