Paroles:
Lontra

And now for your next selection I'm gunning for the top Campaigning in your next election So g'on ahead and vote for the kid Million dolla beat man Yeah

Petite n'ecoute pas Les mots de la femme en robe noire Elle a tellement de noms Elle sait pleurer dans toutes les langues du monde Elle tisse sans

Bono: "Turn up the voice. Yeah, nice. A little reverb in there." Bono: "Adam, just change back. Back to where you were." It works searching Those

Con la tierra lejos de mi el mundo es tan pequeno si miras desde el cielo con la tierra lejos de mi el sur es una mancha y aunque le sobran las palabras

Quando saro lontano guarda il cielo e pensa che e il cielo che guardo anch'io racchiudilo dentro di te prima di addormentarmi prima di averti mandato

I wish you could see your face right now 'Cause you're grinning like a fool And we're sitting on your kitchen floor On a Tuesday afternoon Doesn't matter

(feat. George Benson) (Sam Dees) I see myself in your face A reflection of pain Somebody made you Cry over and over again Still you and I made it Through

Cerca de ti no puedo respirar Lejos de ti se puede ver el mar hace tiempo que ya es hora de contarte lo que se de cojer el valor y saltar sin red mucho

Here I stand with head in hand, Turn my face to the wall. If she's gone I can't go on, feeling two-foot small Everywhere people stare each and every day