Sei gepriesen guter Herr Dir allein gebuhrt die Ehre Dich zu nennen ist kein Mensch wurdig genug Dein sei Ruhm und Herrlichkeit Und der hochste Lobgesang
A te solo Buon Signore Si confanno gloria e onore A Te ogni laude et benedizione A Te solo si confanno Che l?altissimo Tu sei E null?omo degno e Te mentovare
A Toi seul Bon Seigneur Reviennent gloire et honneur A Toi louanges et benedictions A Toi seul elles reviennent Qui es le Tres Haut Seigneur Et nul homme
Come here my angel and sit on my knee and tell me what song you would hear from me. "Sing me the song of eternal numbers and from this day I shall well
Minuit, chretiens, C'est l'heure solennelle Ou l'Homme Dieu descendit jusqu'a nous Pour effacer la tache originelle Et de Son Pere arreter le courroux
A che serve piangere Rinunciare a vivere Resta qua se ti va Non pensare abbracciami Lasciami sognare La tua pelle morbida Voglio accarezzare E finche
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When our flames were lit by chaos... We knew not the grip, the bondage of light Then he waved his sceptre, and cosmos was formed Too late we knew our
In un tempo che e sempre di piu un mondo di lupi che calano giu mi dici vorresti che lui fosse qui in mezzo a noi e vorresti poi che lui vedesse le schiume
Je veux sur un air de cantique Ecrire la plus impudique De toutes mes chansons d'amour Pour toi qui me permets de faire Les plus jolis peches de
(A. Adam) Minuit, chretiens, C'est l'heure solennelle Ou l'Homme Dieu descendit jusqu'a nous Pour effacer la tache originelle Et de son pere arreter
The Song of Solomon The song of everyone Who walks the path Of the solitary heart The soul cries out Hear a woman singing Don't want your bullshit, yeah
The Song of Solomon The song of everyone Who walks the path Of the solitary heart The soul cries out Hear a woman singing Don't want your bullshit
Comment faire pour te donner la preuve Puisqu'un amour ca ressemble a rien Dessiner quoi ? ecrire des mots fleuves Moi, j'ai mon coeur qui bat pour le
O holy night. The stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Savior's birth. (Oh yes it is now.) Long lay the world In sin and error pining