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E viene la notte tutto tace il silenzio.. il silenzio accende la tua voce nella mente passa un sogno il cielo mi apre le sue porte? e sento un attimo
ve been waiting Such mileage for empathizing Now I see the madness in me Is brought out in the presence of you Now I know the madness lives on When you
must take my chances. But, baby, you don't know what I'm saying. But I guess that's not true and you know that's true, but there's a method to my madness
Soir d'amertume Noye au fond d'un verre Voyant la lune Etouffer mes chimeres J'me surprends a sourire Quand ma memoire s'endort L'alcool me delivre Du
S'il fallait qu'un de ces quatres Mon ame se disperse Bien avant qu'elle ne s'ecarte Du corps qui la berse Qu'un d'ces quatres Qu'un d'ces jours, la
S'il fallait qu'un de ces quatre Mon ame se disperse Bien avant qu'elle ne s'ecarte Du corps qui la berce Qu'un de ces quatre Qu'un de ces jours, la folie
beautiful madness We make beautiful madness I would never trade this twisted happy ending I would rather take this road with you that's bending Cause the love in you before was just pretending Beautiful madness
's all I'm dreaming of And now you call it madness But I call it love You made a promise, to be faithful By all the stars up above Now you call it madness
Springfield?s looking pretty dusty today I see their dreams coming undone The view from inside ward nine affords this much A town teeming with the unloved
Locura... la noche loca espera la luz de la manana y enloquecer con ella (x2) Que triste estan porque se fueron que triste estan y lo que perdieron sere
's madness, every time a victim dies There is madness, burning in a blind man's eyes And it's madness, hidden in the hate and pain There is madness, burning
(Raphael Gualazzi - Italy) Dire si, dire mai non e facile, sai And all the world around you seems to slip and disappear Io non so piu chi sei, non mi
Les laisser dire, les laisser faire Laisser la folie ordinaire Tout devorer comme un cancer ? N'est-il pas bien trop tard Pour qu'emerge du brouillard
What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me Sometime of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see What has become of all my
Come along, come along Follow the way that leads between Madness and madness Flowers on both sides, each side has Weeds and gladness and sadness Whoa
