Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma Mne nuzha ona, mne nuzha ona Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma Mne nuzha ona, mne nuzha ona YA SO-SHLA S U-MA Menya
ecrans Etait-ce l'automne ou le printemps Qui a ecrit le prix Goncourt Ou la plus belle chanson d'amour Tu ne l'as surement pas entendu A L'instant ou je t'ai perdue
Can you tell me what has changed Since our lives were rearranged? i don't think so Can you tell me what we gained Since we parted what remained? I don
l'altra faccia di te che ho scoperto pensandoti solo come a una cosa che ho perso. RIT. Ho perso treni e aerei piu' d'una volta il portafoglio ho
orchestra - tanta gente tutti quelli che hai amato che tu non puoi aver perduto tu sei sempre parte di me non lo neghero' mai e nella vita vedrai non si perde
Written by don helms and hank williams Recorded by ray price feb. 8, 1952, with the drifting cowboys (d) you ask me why my (d7) heart's so (g) sad, And
I think I lost it, let me know if you come across it Let me know if I let it fall along a back road somewhere Money can't replace it, no memory can erase
Oh yes boys play it sweet for me I was sittin' in my basement I'd just rolled myself a taste of Somethin' green and gold and glorious to get me through
Oh, oh I missed the bus, oh I missed the bus I missed the bus, oh I missed the bus I went to bed late but I didn't think late would effect me Early
So you've loved me now For half a year Despite the distance and the fear Of a falling sky and a gathering storm That'll blow me back where I came
I am all gone It is very serious Situation HELP Situation SOS I cannot understand myself Where did you appear from? The light is shutting down
It's the new style! Let me clear my throat! kick it over here! Feel the beat! umm drop! Well as I rock-n-roll and sell yo' soul No sell out but still
(Shel Silverstein) I was sitting in my basement I just rolled myself a taste Of something green and gold and glorious to get me through the day Then
You may find her in a tavern in the cheap part of town With bright lights and music and a crowd gathered round It may be too late now to tell her but
Strikes me as an animal And now gone kissing But soon be missing home And waving at waterfalls Too strong not to mention With tempting extensions unknown
