Je ne suis qu'un pauvre potier Et te faconne de mes mains Avec l'argile des sentiers De la vallee de tes reins Je ne suis qu'un pauvre potier Riche
[Chorus] Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember
MUSICA: Tambussi LETRA: Passeri Rutas en el Cielo No pretendas encontrar rutas en el cielo que no hay magia ni la habra si te quedas quieto. No
Now I know fools get their own when they chit chat haven't heard yet but you can bet I'm not with that with that talk with the digi walk I struck a bird
We're running out, Asthmatic and breathless I'm a loaded clip and I'm not what I used to be. I let it out. I'm walking out, on all situations with a
Sur le chemin des jours heureux Qui sentait bon, la terre, Sur fond de reve et de ciel bleu Je me promenais, naguere Je m'asseyais sous le vieux chene
Sur la route qui les emmene, Ils regardent derriere eux. La fumee ne peut cacher la haine Et le feu leur fait briller les yeux. Ceux qui s'en vont vers
Stark naked in front of my mirror A pudgy person somehow did appear Seems lately all I've eaten sugar and fat It's getting obvious that's not where it
To get t'you baby I went through the wringer Ain't gonna let you slip through my fingers Going to school isn't my fondest desire But sittin' in class
Time: 2:00 Brian Wilson/Mike Love To get t'you baby I went through the wringer Ain't gonna let you slip through my fingers Going to school isn't my fondest
I can think of younger days when living for my life was everything a man could want to do. I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about the
I can think of younger days when living for my life was everything a man could want to do. I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about
