ma belle Te rendront cruelle Pour tes amoureux Demain a l'aurore Nous irons encore Glaner dans les champs Cueillir des promesses Des fleurs de tendresse Et de sentiment
belle Te rendront cruelle Pour tes amoureux Demain a l'aurore Nous irons encore Glaner dans les champs Cueillir des promesses Des fleurs de tendresse Et de sentiment
soul leavin?. It?s just the wrong dance That'll leave you not breathin?. I?m not particularly proud Of this predicament but, I?m born and bred In this tenement, I'm sentimental
Is Dead No Candles In Its Memory, No Remembrance Of Its Fame-Just A Mystery- No Mentioning The History Of The Chained-The Enemy-No Hennessy Sentiments
Girls love lots of shoes going to school,brand new, and I mean spanking,ya Yeah,we all need education because that's the damn ting,ya
para cenar y no podía ni casi hablar soñábamos con que nos fugábamos juntos. Educación sentimental... Educación sentimental
ver no corredor Esqueco do meu texto Eu fracasso como ator So dou vexame Fico olhando pros seus peitos Escorrego na escada, Acho que assim nao vai dar jeito Educacao Sentimental
A vida que me ensinaram como uma vida normal Tinha trabalho, dinheiro, familia, filhos e tal Era tudo tao perfeito se tudo fosse so isso mas isso e menos
te ver no corredor Esqueo do meu texto Eu fracasso como ator S dou vexame Fico olhando pros seus peitos Escorrego na escada, Acho que assim no vai dar jeito Educao Sentimental
A vida que me ensinaram como uma vida normal Tinha trabalho, dinheiro, famlia, filhos e tal Era tudo to perfeito se tudo fosse s isso mas isso menos
soul leavin' It's just the wrong dance that'll leave you not breathin' I'm not particularly proud of this predicament but I'm born and bred in this tenement, I'm sentimental
But that's why birds do it, bees do it Even educated fleas do it Let's do it, let's fall in love In Spain the best upper sets do it Lithuanians and let
Birds do it, bees do it Even educated fleas do it Let's do it Let's fall in love In Spain, the best upper sets do it Lithuanians and Letts do it Let
from a little Southern town dressed in pretty hand-me-downs And wiht a tougue like bitter wine cut through a thousand dreams of mine My sentimental education
