Traduction: Lonny Kellner. Une lettre.
Traduction: Lonny Kellner. N'est-ce pas Non Retour Turnin.
Traduction: Lonny Kellner. Toujours quand la porte s'ouvre.
un povero commesso che nel tempo stesso apre gli occhi rabbrividendo al giorno, che gli ghigna attorno. Ein alter Kellner, un vecchio cameriere, anche
oh waiter bring me my check soon I have a hectic schedule I'm saddened by the news that we won I wonder what I'd say to the bomb where are you now
He's waiting at the station He's not taking any trains He's a kid from Colorado Counting raindrops in the drain, He's sleeping in the tunnel He's edging
Blue Guy: Waiter! Grover: Just a moment, Sir! (runs off stage) Blue Guy: Waiter! Grover (running across stage): Just a second! (he runs over to The
Oh, waiter bring me my check soon I have a hectic schedule I'm saddened by the news that we won I wonder what I'd say to the bomb Where are you now,
I want the waiter with the water I want the waiter with the water for my daughter I want the waiter with the water for my daughter 'Cause my daughter
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Waiter, waiter, waiter Tonight I'll be your waiter (Waiter) Tonight I'll be your waiter (Waiter) Let me serve you all night I assume you know what to
Oggi non ho voglia di mangiare Ne ho un ritornello da cantare Un amico da telefonare Una donna da invitare Al cinema al bar la sera Ad una cena leggera
Mesero mesa para dos que voy a esperar a mi amada me trae de su mejor champag sera especial esta velada. mesero gracias de a monton la mesa estz bien
in a cabin out where it's cold there's a waiter serving time he remembers she said "I'll be there yes I'll be there someday when the snow thaws" so he
This is you and this is me no one understands what is this i've become as memory fades you left me years ago where the sky and the snow turn red
In the time of this winter the waiter had not much to say he could hear the clock but he could not find his way if I'm so far from your heart why do I
in the time of the winter the waiter fell into the snow he could hear a voice but will he ever find his way if I'm so far from your heart why do I feel
Under blankets these hills cover neatly We?ll take steps to make sure our failures are hidden But it?s hard when our voices echo over ripples? That
