Attend attend... qu'est ce qu'on dit pour le refrain ? On dit y en a plein le cul des pauvres, ou on dit y'en a marre des pauvres ? Ouai y en a plein
The right stuff The right stuff First time was a great time Second time was a blast Third time I fell in love Now I hope it lasts I can see it in your
I'm all mixed up, I'm all mixed up about All mixed up about you Yeah, it's having the effect on me, pullin' and directin' me I don't know what I'm gonna
Don't Get Your Hopes Up Do you think you could? I wish you would. Take me with you. 'Cause I been good. I stayed well dressed and kept my big mouth shut
Well, did you do something for yourself, Mom? And get the hell out of the house. Well, would you do something for your son, Mom? And stop taking all these
At first it seems like a bad dream and you can't claw your way out. And the plea that you make so you could escape isn't answered but you'll figure it
Old folk remember And those today learn How before their time Life was different here Without the sun people lived Groped about without the moon With
When I fell for you, baby I really met my match You use me, abuse me I keep comin' back Let me up Baby, I've had enough Really doesn't seem to matter
do You think about Love ? so What do You think about ? do You think about Life ? so What do You feel within ? all the Things You see accumulate the Beauty
Traduction: Le Elegast. Qu'avez-vous appris à l'école aujourd'hui.
Traduction: New Kids On The Block. The Right Stuff.
Traduction: The Provenance. At Random Choisissez.
: Tengo que decirte que, estaba esperando que dieras el paso para hablar conmigo, ven y sientate. Es curioso que supiera que ibas a venir, no le des
: Old folk remember And those today learn How before their time Life was different here: Without the sun people lived Groped about without the moon
: In the vale where I once listened out for the light Where the little birds warble The ptarmigans babble And my heart looked for some rest from its
: (feat. Chrissie Hynde) [Ringo:] With my inside outside Looking for a free ride Waiting for the band to come [Chrissie:] Is it me or the drummin'
: Couvrez-moi de fleurs s'il le faut. Laissez venir l'homme a la faux Et si me coudre les paupieres Au moins ne me riez derriere Moi. Laissez me parler
Old folk remember And those today learn How before their time Life was different here: Without the sun people lived Groped about without the moon With