Traduction: Âge de Cristal. Tombes des Pères.
Traduction: Âge de Cristal. Phobophile.
Traduction: Âge de Cristal. Slit Your Guts.
age of Aquarius The age of Aquarius Aquarius! Aquarius! Harmony and understanding Sympathy and trust abounding No more falsehoods or derisions Golden living dreams of visions Mystic crystal
, Ohhh, Ohhh. Oh. Janis sings to me just like she?s sitting by my side And I wonder just how many times she sat like me and cried I?ve made it past the age
the age of Aquarius, age of Aquarius. Aquarius! Aquarius! harmony and understanding sympathy and trust abounding no more falsehoods or derisions Golden living dreams of visions Mystic crystal
a loser This is where I feel I belong Crystal world with winter flowers Turns my days to frozen hours Lying snowblind in the sun Will my ice age ever
loser This is where I feel I belong Crystal world with winter flowers Turns my day to frozen hours Lying snowblind in the sun Will my ice age ever come
's a dirty, rotten shame. There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them, In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem. The crystal
so Slowly she replied, tears had filled her eyes Baby not so fast let your young life last [Chorus] I sang to her in fun, my teens had just began My age
Ryu is I'll Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game" Came
their skins And the Press get fed the scapegoats Public Enema Number One Chorus A million network slaves In an advertising new age I don't need a crystal
... As fragments of my life... Some floating, some soaring in Space Collections of my soul will turn complete only as time will age. As my tears drop on my crystal
to see Nigga's can't f*** wit me Cuz ima be that nigga fo life This is not an image This is God given This is hard liven Mixed wit crystall sippin It
is the planet in 2001, we burn the electric sun Monsieur Nostradamus, a king or a clown, but still he wrote history Our age has been written, foreseen
, Ohhh, Ohhh. Oh. Janis sings to me just like she's sitting by my side And I wonder just how many times she sat like me and cried I've made it past the age
t exist I chuckle and tell them that ain't the case at all It goes way back to the time when I was very small Not in mind but size and age my papa use
