Снова тень наискосок Рыжий берег с полоской ила Я готов целовать песок, По которому ты ходила Просто вслушиваться в звуки, Просто всматриваться в краски
следующем треке!.." Рэп-повора Триада- Классика жанра! Кидай дрова- Добавь жара! Давай- хавай! Давай- хавай! Давай- хавай! Давай- хавай! Рэп-повора Триада- Классика
Solkio estouma solkio djabo si tou Kolio estou sve djabo solkio estou djabo si tou Solkio estouma solkio djabo si tou Kolio estou sve djabo solkio estou
Ooohh, uh Oh, Oh Oh, yeah Ever tried to reach for something But it's someone else's dream? Every step that you take forward Takes you right back where
Rayuela, capitulo siete Me miras, de cerca me miras Cada vez mas de cerca Y entonces jugamos al ciclope Nos miramos cada vez mas de cerca Y los ojos se
(feat. John Cale) The trouble with a classicist he looks at a tree That's all he sees, he paints a tree The trouble with a classicist he looks at
(Another Cinderella Story) Every try to reach for something but it's someone else's dream Every step that you take forward takes you right back where
(feat. Drew Seeley) OHHHH OH Oh Oh (Drew) Yeah, ever tried to reach for something, but its someone else's dream. Every step that you take forward takes
(feat. Drew Seeley) Ooohh, uh Oh, Oh Oh, yeah Ever tried to reach for something But it's someone else's dream? Every step that you take forward
War, we at war, we at war, we at war, we at-- Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle Lets get this motherfucker back crunk This
I look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor And I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently
War, we at war, we at war We at war, we at Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle Let's get this motherfucker back crunk This
Oh, why you look so sad? The tears are in your eyes Come on and come to me now But don't be ashamed to cry, let me see you through 'Cause I've seen the
I must have been through about a million girls I'd love 'em and I'd leave them alone I didn't care how much they cried, no sir Their tears left me cold
Maybe I didn't love you Quite as often as I could have Maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I should have If I made you feel second best I'm so
I feel so unsure As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor As the music dies, something in your eyes Calls to mind the silver screen and all
Everybody's talking at me I don't hear a word they're saying Only the echoes of my mind People stopping, staring I can't see their faces Only the shadows
I can think of younger days when living for my life Was everything a man could want to do I could never see tomorrow But I was never told about the sorrow
