Traduction: Expression de Louange. Pour qui de droit.
Your love is magical, that's how I feel But I have not the words here to explain Gone is the grace for expressions of passion But there are worlds
[Intro] Umph So funky! Nasty! Hey! [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] I'm Nasty As I Wanna Be I express myself so vulgarly Obscene, or whatever you wanna call
In the seasons of our lives A strong hope in God will lead us through WE can shout WE can rejoice Steadfast faith gives us the voice To express what our
around the old hotel, I hate myself for lovin' you and I'm glad the curtain fell. I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed
From The Swelly Express (2009) They waitin' for that decline pray that I lose my mind They never want me to shine but I observe that trouble I will
time I met you I hit the ceiling I could not forget you You were completely sweet Oh, what could I do? I wanted phrases to sing his praises That certain
best/ I don?t need no witness I confess/ every night I pray that she?ll never leave me lonely/ Always pon the road and me know that it nuh easy/ express
I made a choice to raise my voice towards all the hate that haunts us They poltergeist I hold the mic no need for praise or worship I only phrase my
to pray She's got every little thing I wanted And it still feels just like the day it started I'll say goodbye to the broken-hearted And I could never express
love has saved me In the morning I can?t stop praising Your Name In the evening I can?t stop praising Your Name In the morning I can?t stop praising
You reached out and rescued me... answer to my dreams and love hung on a cross so we could meet... calmed my restlesness...words fail to express there
has saved me In the morning I can't stop praising your name In the evening I can't stop praising your name In the morning I can't stop praising your
in the world unify today to bring You this song of praise (3x) and all the voices in the world unify today to bring You this song of praise
I've never seen the sky so angry, Starchild You've got to do something about these, Mind crimes The shuffling feet and sad expressions, They don't
Vuitton Don Bought my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards I prayed to the skies and I changed
dance on a single prayer. I, I wish I could be strong without somebody there. I, I wish that I could dance on a single prayer. I, I wish I could be strong
