Traduction: Barros, Aline. My Love.
Traduction: Barros, Aline. Start Over.
Traduction: Barros, Aline. Família.
Yeah Ya boy 100 more nigga Aye I got my city on lock And it's like Christmas when I drop Erybody get a present Flow hotter than a desert I'm flyer than
Las chicas de mi barrio llevan El sol en la cintura Nos hizo quemaduras Aquella libertad Los chicos de la esquina me preguntan Si yo camino sola Si necesito
There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God. The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. Well,
Well the future's got me worried such awful thoughts My head's a carousel of pictures, the spinning never stops I just want someone to walk in front And
There's a man holding a megaphone, he must have been the voice of god. The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. They must
mi barrio no tienen novio ni le rezan "to" los dias a San Antonio Los muchachos de mi barrio le gusta "huma" a diario los muchachos de mi barrio...
Des foudres dans les cieux Des lueurs dans tes yeux Des reves qu'on defait Des mots sur du papier Des lignes de ta main S'ecrira mon chemin Mais quelle
Hey, Mmmm, Well I don't know how to say this right, And the words got me choking, I keep hitting this wall, It's never gonna fall, And we're still broken
I was lying there Lying on the beach I dreamed you were there Feel the heat The sun and the waves When you touch my hand We were on a desert island And
1 - Au twenty-two bar on dansait, on dansait C'etait plutot inhabituel Alors bien sur j'en profitais De bras en bras les gens passaient Ca n'etait Qu'
Face down in the gutter won't admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and black, He's a big, strong man with a childs mind, Don't you take his booze
hola me llamo cacho y tengo insomnio hola me llamo cacho y tengo insomnio hola me llamo cacho y tengo insomnio hola me llamo cacho y tengo
Si el amar libremente es pecado he pecado libremente por amar? "NA" mas fue ver la luz lo bautizaron de sinverguenza sin camisita y sin canesu. Pero Manuel
Ni locura ni enfermos mentales.. Ay personas que para curarse, van de la mano de un mata sano, medicando las duras verdades. La encontre, con la mirada
Patio de naranjos, donde habitan los suenos Donde la luna lunera Brilla en el cielo con luz de diamante ?arropaita? por estrellas Patio de naranjos,