A long walk home, riddled with regret. Uncommonly comfortable, but still I believe that in time I'll see just whats been weighing down on me. An unearthy
Traduction: Le Matched. Suicide Sick Little.
todome wo sashite mo iin daze ore no mae kara kieusero (GET AWAY FROM ME NOW) kazari darake no kotoba de ore wo ayatsuru tsumori nara YOU CAN'T CONTROL
Aie, aie, aie, la vie est belle, tout va vraiment tres, tres mal Mais je m'en fiche, moi, dimanche, je vais voir le match de football Je suis agriculteur
Well, I watch you tangle every weekend It might start different but it ends up the same One minute you're casually speaking The next it all goes up and
Gather round my friends I need a match and only one match I think it's time I make my own way I'm turning my back on this city and I'm not looking back
Une suedoise tres mince et tres jolie aimait a la folie, un p'tit gars de bougie. Le soir venu quand l'usine fermait de leur boite ils sortaient et crac
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Quand entre terre et ciel mes demons me reppellent Je n'ai plusn qu'a baisser les bras Aux potes de l'enfer j'ai beau croiser le fer La vie brule mes
Tout va trop vite et tout change sans nous attendre Et tout nous quitte avant que l'on ait pu comprendre Comme bien d'autres, je me demande ou va ma vie
Old girl gonna stand with the dog Hand in hand with the dog And whatever the fuck went down she ran with the dog First time I had a match and didn't scratch
men dressed in black, One's a whistle, two are flags, and quite often they're the drags Kick the ball into the goal, they put it back. Yes Match of the
Quando io saro partita tanti fiori raccoglierai ogni fiore sara un momento che hai vissuto insieme a me ma passato un po'di tempo un mattino ti sveglierai
(Mogol - Conte) Quando io saro partita tanti fiori raccoglierai ogni fiore sara un momento che hai vissuto insieme a me ma passato un po'di tempo un
All the way up here I was thinking it over I wish we could drink some beer And work it out. Our lungs were burning We're starting to worry I couldn't
Early in the morning when I'm still in bed I start thinking 'bout last night My imagination gets the best of me And I can feel the match burn twice
