it why don't you go away You little assface why don't you go away Your mother's calling why don't you go away Too cool for me why don't you go away Punky the Fathead
Traduction: Screeching Belettes. Fathead.
now that all this smoke is clearing, the plan has been destroyed and im back here, in puddles of what was my moon light, the only thing that kept me
beat it why don't you go away you little assface why don't you go away your mother's calling why don't you go away too cool for me why don't you go away punky the fathead
Ainsi tout droit de visite m'est ote Votre justice a tranche Mon ame mon coeur je ne verrai donc plus mon bebe comme on le voudrait Je sais nous n'avons
- Vuoi davvero lasciare ai tuoi occhi solo i sogni che non fanno svegliare ? - - Si, Vostro Onore, ma li voglio piu grandi. - - C'e li un posto, lo ha
"Vuoi davvero lasciare ai tuoi occhi solo i sogni che non fanno svegliare". "Si. Vostro Onore, ma li voglio piu grandi." "C'e li un posto, lo ha
some liquor Got em pullin on niggas And they won't be goin nowhere for a while They might as well pull out a snicker Ye-Ye-Yea [Chorus] Forgive me father
To make my father proud To make my mother smile I need no conquered worlds, a flame Not set, the paceful style If I can follow through Oh, love think
a father And his wife the spirit You said you did not They said you did it In the name of justice In the name of fun In the name of the father In the
Faith of our fathers, living still, In spite of dungeon, fire and sword; O how our hearts beat high with joy Whenever we hear that glorious Word!
Non ho un'eta Mio padre e un Re Vivo in un grande castello lassu Ho un letto d'oro...due occhi blu Ma non so dirti che...nome ho Un giorno poi
Non ho un'eta Mio padre e un Re Vivo in un grande castello lassu Ho un letto d'oro...due occhi blu Ma non so dirti che...nome ho Un giorno poi Dalla
Abd Al malik (nap) La lettre a mon pere feat Aissa Tres cher papa J'aurais voulu partager avec toi Cette lettre le prouve Prend pour preuve mon
Ecoutez donc, comment grand-pere Fit connaissance de ma grand-mere Je vous le conte a sa maniere C'etait le bon temps, aurait dit grand-pere Blottie
Ni Breizhiz a galon karomp hon gwir vro Brudet eo an arvor dre ar bed tro dro Dispont kreiz ar brezel hon tadou ken mat A skuilhas eviti o gwad O Breizh
Tout est la en pagaille Les differents decors Un eclat dans l?email Je m?entends dire encore « Mon pere a moi, y peut Traverser en apnee Une longueur
