?alberi le foglie e il migliore amico tuo quello che vestiva strano che ora sta a parla ma che e ancora appeso al ramo piano piano anche se me manca il
mi piace Va corre in fila verso il duemila Ma il treno non si ferma, anzi a vedere come corre Va sempre piu lontano, Passa le foreste dell'Europa
diventarono una schiera di ratti rappatori graffittari in pieno effetto, e i tubi delle fogne erano il loro ghetto. Ogni Sabato sera, nella foresta,
I'd like to go to India Live in a big white house in the forest Drink gin and tonic and play a grand piano Read a few books Far from what saddens my heart
ouml;kkäykseen, isiensä uskon puolesta se taistelee. Kun valo katoaa he esiin marssivat ja miekat rautaiset pian ilmassa tanssivat. Ei henkiin
kavaluudelle ymmärtämättömät antoivat; Lalli näki orjan taivaan ja katseensa sokaisi. Pian kirveensä harhailijan
changed the line. You said, "I love the world" "I love what you've done for me" you let my grip go And played the piano keys Couldn't even see Boxed
And I see forests and it's the 25th of December And my old man plays the piano for Christmas He plays the piano for Christmas And we're all there, all
(Choke on her words) Caught in your throat That's the sound of music from another room The piano player, hangs up from piano wire But the player piano
we quit the forest The scene wasn't what it used to be The scene is never what it used to be So, that's how we quit the forest The scene wasn't what
Breathless (David Crosby, Jan Crosby, Jeff Pevar, James Raymond, Steve DiStanislao, Andrew Ford) [Intro. (Drums + Piano and Pizzicato Violin)] This
away in forty moons you might find that it belongs to Yesterday's Child I wish I had been raised wild by wolves and padded through a forest a thousand
, snorks) Buzz gardner (trumpet, flugel horn) Roy estrada (bass) Jimmy carl black (drums) Arthur tripp (drums) Don preston (piano, organ, electronic effects
down and playing dead I'm ready for the next train wreck A new disaster 'Cause I'm getting good at falling down and playing dead A hurricane. A tornado. A forest fire. A falling piano
light But the music kept getting louder And the TV was quiet and cold Leslie was playing the piano And his fingers were agile and bold A Tchaikovsky piano
! Chatter down the tracks, you thumb tack smiley skull teeth Ticking five dollar throwaway pianos past A late train to my lost love Listen to those dead pianos
And I see forests and it's the 25th of December and my old man plays the piano for Christmas. He plays the piano for Christmas. And we're all there
tamburi che risuonano lontano bimbi chiari e bimbi scuri che si tengono per mano e di notte e di mattina questa musica cammina e piano piano entra dentro
