when you came in my life it was on borrowed time this is what i understood so we did all we could made most of all our days we were happy in every
well i live in a car, yeah i live in a car well i ain't got no television set or stereo cos i live in a car don't try to call me up on the telephone cos
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I'm living in two worlds dividin' my time Unhappy in your world and lonesome in mine When I'm in your world I just pretend That I'm really happy though
Baby I can't live to love you As long as I want to Life isn't long enough baby But I can love you as long as I live Baby I can't buy diamonds and things
Soy solo una pieza de esta sociedad, cumplo con normas que el instinto me hace cuestionar, y luego miro a los demas y empiezo a ver la luz brillar.
Maybe I can't live to love you as long as I want to. Life isn't long enough baby, but I can love you as long as I live. Maybe I can't give you diamonds
Hello, Hello, Where are you from ? I am from Picardie What ? I am from Picardie WHAT ? I am from Picardie
[Intro:] What is America to me? A name, a map, or a flag I see? A certain word, "democracy"? What is America to me? The house I live in, a plot of earth
Un matin tu verras la la la Tu vas me demander la la la Si le temps changera Oh Oh ma facon d'aimer Si ces bras qui t'entourent la la la Auront toujours
Je vis, je meurs Je cris, je pleure Jetez des orties sur mon lit Brulez les bles de mes amis N'ayez meme pas de chagrin Il y a des arretes dans mon pain
J'habite une petite maison Dans la maison des mes parents. J'habite une petite maison Entre l'entree et le salon. Elle est faite de bouts de chiffon De
Come faccio a respirare profondamente, in mezzo a questo veleno io frammento di una societa stanca di lottare per la routine della vita di sempre
Lyrics/Music: Gino Paoli Ed. Universal Music Publishing Disk: 1971_Rileggendo vecchie lettere d'amore - 01 Arrangiamento: Giampiero Boneschi Se ti ho
Unchain your obscenity Desireable enemy Await my enlightening Allow what your fate can bring Now you're caught inside my cage You are the object of my
(Clarke / Hicks / Nash) What's wrong with the way I live The way I use my time People should live their lives Leaving me to mine, leaving me to mine
(W. Nelson) I live one day at a time I dream one dream at a time Yesterday's dead, and tomorrow is blind And I live one day at a time. Bet you're surprised
