Wretched, look at me, I've lost it, melting on the table In parking lots and markets I cant help it, I love you like a starfish loves the salty water
Caro, grande genio Indiano dolce sognatore, quanto dolore c'era nel volo di Balaka. Uomo dalla barba bianca, quello che ci manca, l'hai scritto nel vento
Belli sono gli alberi nel loro autunno, nel bosco i sentieri sono asciutti, un cielo immobile si specchia nell'acqua quando viene il crepuscolo d'ottobre
This is my swan song. Whatever I do now, I do it well. This is my swan song. I fell in love with you, I love you well. And if the Lord provides the music
(Bowie) I bless you madly, sadly as I tie my shoes I love you badly, Just in time, at times, I guess Because of you I need to rest Because it's you
fils trop tot parti Et le cygne s?echappe Et le cygne vous suit Un mari qui la frappe Un fils trop tot parti Et le cygne s?echappe Et le cygne vous
[Guitar solo from Pound For A Brown Fox Theater, San Diego, California December 12, 1981 FZ HENDRIX STRAT Ray White rhythm guitar Steve Vai stunt guitar
roi de la Baviere A perdu sa compagne, hier Il replie son cou Sur les reflets flous De l'eau qui frissonne Il s'abandonne Et dans la pluie Un cygne
'ennemi Derriere mes lignes J'attends un signe De comparaison Je nourris l'ennemi Je partage mes ruines Je surveille ma ligne De flottaison Je n'attends qu'un cygne
"Take me again," she said, thinking of him "To the pond with the swans and the swimming" Far from his room the familiar perfume How it felt to her when
?Take me again," she said, thinking of him ?To the pond with the swans and the swimming" Far from his room the familiar perfume How it left her aware
A farmer there lived in the north country a hey ho bonny o And he had daughters one, two, three The swans swim so bonny o These daughters they walked
Oh, I Have seen the strong turn frail, insufficiency turn their once proud cheeks pale And I have seen the fruitless love of cygnets down the bay and
Guarda che lago che luna c'e le stelle in cielo brillano per noi in questa notte stregata la mia serenata cantero per te Quanto ti amo tu non lo sai
By my side youll never be by my side youll never be cause im fake at the seams lost in my dreams and I want you to know that I, I can't let you go And
Well the telephone rang but I missed the call Cause I was to busy out trying to break the law Only 19 but I knew it all Two bad tattoos and an attitude