Dies irae, dies illa Dies irae, dies illa Tuba mirum spargens sonum Decet in inferno Dies illa, dies illa Translation: A day of wrath, that day A
Meme soleil d'hiver, meme bruit de brundille. Le bout des doigts glaces, le givre sur les grilles. Memes odeurs du musc, la terre qui se terre. Tout y
Magari potesse servire Avrei troppe cose Scottanti da dire Magari potessi sentire La rabbia che scorre e invade le sere Magari potessi parlare Invece
Storie false storie vere ora porto dntro il fiele fanno male piu di un pugno in faccia e sono stanca di cercare sino a consumarmi il cuore soluzioni
Arcobaleno al primo sole Quando la pioggia se ne va E l'aria profuma al naturale Profumo di vita arrivera Ora che e spento il temporale Non ho piu storie
In the name of love Gotta make my way Gotta win my love What I?m looking for Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na
Par ma nature de li??cheron Sans peur des repri??sailles Des moucherons Trois fois plus petits que moi par la taille Me volaient dans les plumes Et me
Oh yeah, babe yeah yeah yea What I wouldn't give to Wrestle over the remote control What I wouldn't give to Hit you harder than you thought I could With
What I wouldn't give to Res a lover... What I wouldn't give to Heat you harder than you thought I could With the pillow Can we stop just for a second
He's in real terrible shape His chick's been seen with big Alex That mother kicked sand in his face Now let me tell you about Alex He's got: Hands like
horas pasan y yo sigo aqui (sigo aqui) Extranandote (extranandote) Es como un vicio que me amarra a ti Yo sigo deseandote. (Deseandote)... (Yo) Alex
"2112" was written by Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, and Neil Pert of the band, Rush. "I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become
I must be brave Come, come what may Can I be saved? Is there a way at the opera tonight? I've made my peace No chance for peace I hold no grudge I'll
In the name of love Gotta make my way, gotta win my love What I'm looking for... Na na na na na na I try to open my eyes I'm right on time, to realize
I feel lucky cause I've got my home I feel lucky cause I'm never alone I feel lucky when I sing a song But I've never been so lucky in love Have you
Hey, ey, ey Whoa, oh, owoh I saw you in the club With your boys you were looking rough You're making contact to me I'm living in a dream, this isn't
Oh Babe, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What I wouldn't give to Wrestle over the remote control What I wouldn't give to Hit you harder than you thought I could
What I wouldn't give to Wrestle over the remote control What I wouldn't give to Hit you harder than you thought I could With a pillow Can we stop just
