wall Forgive me baby, but absolve me, my dear I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears Of your tears
baby, absolve me, my dear I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears Of your tears, of your tears
Traduction: The Stone Roses. Larmes.
me baby, absolve me, my dear I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears Of your tears, of your tears
(Oh, oh, oh) There is no rose without a thorn No rain without the storm (Oh, oh, oh) There is no laughter without tears No wisdom without years (Oh, oh
you were here, drying these tears I cry. They were good times, it's that time of year for being alone but you're dealing with a heart of stone, try to
that's the sound of a heart taken and the story of tears from a king The stones from my enemies these wounds will mend but I cannot survive the roses
Well I wandered alone, Through a desert of stone, And I dreamt of my future wife. My sword's in my hand, And I'm next in command, In this version of Death
by Hylgaryss] The eternal sadness of an angel on earth Huge fountains of tears flowing eternally The black eyes of this being staring at the piece of stone
your tongue There is no word for home There'll be no one To roll away the stone O Evangeline you have been a prisoner here Bread and roses we shall bring
?m living on, living on the the radio That?s my dream Stone river eyes And a lonely heart If I?m living on the radio They won?t tear me apart 10 steps and roses
'm living on, living on the the radio That's my dream Stone river eyes And a lonely heart If I'm living on the radio They won't tear me apart 10 steps and roses
boy, chill wit the talk boy That tommy gun'll tear your neighborhood apart boy Yeah, leave your feelings in your heart boy Start with the wrong boy, you end wit a stone
When the dark wood fell before me And all the paths were overgrown When the priests of pride say there is no other way I tilled the sorrows of stone
box... Here is the shovel, that dug the hole, in this ground of rocks... And here is the pile of stones! and for each one planted, God only knows, a blood-rose
side by side in Treasure of Poseidon, who can find the finest incense Kiss the edge of prism light Like misses life Thistle less inset Crimson grinning rose Timeless, chiseled in stone