Je dois enlacer, je dois embrasser Meme vite, meme dans le noir Toujours si difficile de trouver Un autre noye, un autre desespoir N'y a-t-il donc personne
Attraverso il buio Giovanna d'Arco precedeva le fiamme cavalcando nessuna luna per la corazza ed il manto nessun uomo nella sua fumosa notte al suo
John was bad He gave it everything he had John he prayed For all the people ever made John was cool He never did no after school Late at night when he
A. Branduardi / P.Pallottino L'angelo Michele, primo,ti parlo la seconda voce fu di Margherita, quando Caterina, infine, ti chiamo scese un'ombra d'oro
Parti un soir de mon village Que l'autoroute decoupe en deux Parti en ville trouver d'l'ouvrage Parti en ville pour trouver mieux J'suis debarque dans
I'll make another movie The same one as the year before Take a tired idea Put it in the hands of Hollywood I need to talk to someone I've been living
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the
Son los vientos del sur que me traen sorpresas mares de sonrisas que quitan las penas mezcla de cultura que el tiempo no lo detenga un bonito viaje camino
Esta es la historia de mi primo Juan que fue al hospital por que se encuentraba mal los doctores que lo vieron to los dias y ninguno le decia que tenia
Well Brother John went down to the garden, On a long hot summer's day. To watch that girl he would hide in the shadows, As she worked the time away, With
Don't say nothing Love in the fall God saint child Don't you miss of it all The Joan of Arc Kiss in the dark; she's a firestone Catching all; watch
John the Revelator Put him in a elevator Take him up to the highest high Take him up to the top where the mountains stop Let him tell his book of lies
Qu'est ce qu'il y avait derriere Les lunettes de John Une ecorce d'orange amere Un zest de Lemon Qu'est ce qu'il y avait derriere Les lunettes de
John Daniel came to town one summer afternoon Wearin' dirty work clothes so everyone presumed He was just another logger from the loggin' camp nearby
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Oh well, I, John, he saw might numbers <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> A way up in the middle of the air I, John he
(Gram Parsons / Chris Hillman) No affection were the words that stuck on my mind When she walked out on me for the very last time Oh mamma sweet mamma
