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Dreimalig

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Original: Dreimalig. Wir Machen Musik.

Traduction: Dreimalig. Nous Make Music.

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Original: Dreimalig. Dreimailig Gut Drauf.

Traduction: Dreimalig. Dreimailig Bon plan.

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Omar Pedrini. Tre Volte Lacrime. Omar Pedrini. Thrice Larmes.
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La mia malattia ha un volto perfetto e un corpo da sogno. La mia ossessione affila le armi dove io non arrivo, dove non voglio arrivare e lei e' contro

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Aurora Borealis. Thrice Told. Aurora Borealis. Thrice Told.
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Twice before you've heard the fury forever more Twice before you felt and learned the power of the storm I brought you through the valley where kings

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Absu. The Thrice Is Greatest To Ninnigal. Absu. La est le plus grand trois fois pour Ninnigal.
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The detestable xul Is chained to Ninnigal Acknowledge the prayers Subsequent to earth The seventh gate of Nana - "Outcry thy sin!", While the sixth portal

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Eddy Arnold. I'll Give You Three Guesses. Eddy Arnold. Je vais vous donner trois suppositions.
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I'll give you three guesses who loves you Who's loved you right from the start And not your mother who likes to baby you so And not the boy back home

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Under A Killing Moon. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Under A Killing Moon.
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The air my lungs first loved Carves craters from my eyes They said, "Breathe deeply son Or be the next to die" Beneath the falling night And heaven's

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. All That's Left. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Tout ce qui reste.
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One day the dreamers died within us When all our answers never came We hid the truth beneath our skin but Our shadows never looked the same A ghost is

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Blood Clots And Black Holes. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Les caillots de sang et les trous noirs.
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Here's your new drug Shoot it in the left eye Feel it on the right side No, it's not love It sets up shop behind your ribcage Building blood clots and

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Cold Cash and Colder Hearts. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Cold Cash et plus froid Coeurs.
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They are sick, they are poor And they die by the thousands and we look away They are wolves at the door And their not gonna move us, or get in our way

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Hoods on Peregrine. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Hottes le pèlerin.
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The blue light spills like oceans We smile and let it in It cures us of our questions Like hoods on peregrine Knowledge locked in a tower Barons will

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Melting Point of Wax. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Point de fusion de la cire.
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I've waited for this moment all my life and more And now I see so clearly what I could not see before The time is now or never and this chance won't come

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Silhouette. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Silhouette.
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Your eyes followed me here, your eyes seamless and sure They leave me broken and in need of a cure Your eyes followed me here, your eyes sifting my soul

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Paper Tigers. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Paper Tigers.
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They preach to the choir Always in the permanent daylight They toss paper tigers from their Perfect porcelain skylines Listen for the sound (For the

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Stare at the Sun. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Fixer le soleil.
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I sit here clutching useless lists And keys for doors that don't exist I crack my teeth on pearls I tear into the history Show me what it means to me

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. The Artist in The Ambulance. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. L'artiste dans l'ambulance.
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Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel My world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up And I open

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Thrice. The Artist In The Ambulance. Abolition of Man. Trois fois. L'Artiste dans l'ambulance. Abolition de l'Homme.
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Wake up everyone! It's not too late To save the remnants of our hearts So stop giving up our last shot at love Our only chance to find the meaning of

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Thrice. Genie In A Bottle. Trois fois. Genie In A Bottle.
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I feel like I've been locked up tight for a century of lonely nights baby,baby,baby licking your lips and blowing kisses my way But that don't mean I'

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