Io non amero mai piu Non saro piu amata Solo la brina di prateria Il vento portera La magia e la mia amante Non mi chiede e non da Ma tutti han perso
(*talking*) This organization was built on me What I put together, that no man come in between I am the foundation, and I will weather the storm You
Just to pay for little Maggie's wine Pretty flowers are made for blooming Pretty stars are made to shine Pretty girls are made for boy's love Little Maggie
I was born to love no one No one to love me Only the wind in the long green grass The frost in a broken tree I was made to love magic All its wonder
The night that we met If I hadn't stopped you I'd always regret A few minutes later You'd have been out that door And I'd have been lonely Forever more
!" Rispunnev'io: "Turnarraggio quanno tornano li rrose si stu sciore torna a maggio, pure a maggio io stongo cca Si stu sciore torna a maggio, pure a maggio
Traduction: Magic. A été.
Traduction: Veritasaga. Ce-a Mai Ramas.
: Io non amero mai piu Non saro piu amata Solo la brina di prateria Il vento portera La magia e la mia amante Non mi chiede e non da Ma tutti han perso
to pay for little Maggie's wine. 6. Pretty flowers are made for blooming, Pretty stars are made to shine, Pretty girls are made for boy's love, Little Maggie
: Es war eine Mutter Die hatte vier Kinder Den Fruhling Den Sommer Den Herbst Und den Winter Der Fruhling bringt Blumen Der Sommer den Klee Der Herbst
Just to pay for little Maggie's wine. 6. Pretty flowers are made for blooming, Pretty stars are made to shine, Pretty girls are made for boy's love, Little Maggie
[written by Dan Fondelius, Fredrik Jansson, Jens Bock] The magic is a foot, it is a hand It controls the sea, the air and the land Created by love cos
[talking] This organization was built on me What I put together, that no man come in between I am the foundation, and I will weather the storm You don
turnarraje!" Rispunnev'io: "Turnarraggio quanno tornano li rrose si stu sciore torna a maggio, pure a maggio io stongo cca Si stu sciore torna a maggio, pure a maggio
tempo per tutte le cose noi non siamo sbocciati e le rose era di maggio...e adesso non e. era di maggio...e adesso non e. era di maggio...e adesso
