O filii et filiae, Rex coelestis, Rex gloriae morte surrexit hodie. Alleluia Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia. Et mane prima sabbati, Ad ostium monumenti
O filii et filiae, Rex coelestis, Rex gloriae morte surrexit hodie. Alleluia Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia. Et mane prima sibbati, Ad estium monumenti
When i was sitting on my piano one day A magical thoughht came my way To write a number for the bbc kenny everett mccartney all together on the
edo to zo sti diki sou agkalia dos mou, fos mou tin agapi san theos mou na sai psila Panta se perimena kai se fantazomouna san to idaniko fili pou
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine And I'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine. You can't buy my love with
Mimoun il fait des trous dans des cartons, tous les matins il va pointer dans l'usine ou ca sent pas bon. Ou tout le monde fait que d'tousser. Il sait
Bitter branches spreading out. There?s none more bitter than the wood. Into the wide world, it grows, twisting under soldier?s feet, standing in line
(Traditional) Hosanna Filio David Benedictus qui venit In nomine Domini Rex Israel Hosanna in excelsis [Hosanna to the Son of David Blessed is He that
It's the airwaves of the world Not the hairwaves on your head Oh But anything can be On land and in the sea When you've got Crosswires When you've got
The damage is done, I've been beat at my own crime By someone that I never would have expected While the rich man kept counting his stocks and shares
Bitter branches spreading out There's none more bitter than the wood Into the wide world it grows Twisting under soldiers' feet Standing in line and
I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room I just want the love you promised Beneath the halo'd moon But you think I should be happy
(mick ralphs) Sitting here alone again Wondering where it is Can't begin to figure out The reason for our mess Maybe theres no cause or comfort In the
I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room All I want's the love you promised Beneath the haloed moon But you think I should be happy
Addicted to razors Lashes to saviors Glued to the monitor Trained behavior Reduced to a number Mechanic enslavement A virtual prison Selected detainment
These, these cracks tell time and story lines Burdens post red explore And all my fancy books are just for looks It drives slow like this train Train
