My eyes are sore My body weak My throat is dry I cannot speak My words are dead Falling like feathers to the floor Falling like feathers to the floor
Corrian los dias de a fines de guerra habia un soldado regresando intacto: intacto del frio mortal de la tierra, intacto de flores de horror en su
Gaviota herida, que ocultas en las rocas Tu blanco cuerpo, gaviota herida No entierres en la arena todos tus suenos Algun dia tenemos que alzar el vuelo
I came across, I came across I came across a friend I didn't trust I kissed his feet, I kissed his feet And I broke his knees I came across, I came across
Cold morning sun to show me where I spent the night Sun can you find through porthole on the anchored sea me Then I'm walking on the prom deck asking
Seagull, you fly across the horizon Into the misty mornin' sun Nobody asks you where you are going Nobody knows where you're from Here is a man asking
Marti was a fightin' man Whose story should be told He was a son of circumstance He couldn't quite control His father gave him pellet guns And plastic
She left St.John's one day in May Dressed in her Sunday best A kind man sat beside her While she cried her way out West She moved in with her cousin Found
She left St.John's one day in May Dressed in her Sunday best A kind man sat beside her While she cried her way out West She moved in with her cousin
C'e il sole su di noi, c'e il sole, E cieli senza piu limiti, O siamo solamente un sogno, Io come sono, tu come sei.... Hei? C'e il sole su di noi, c'
Seagulls flying through my mind lazy by the sea flowing in shades of blue ?till they?re gone I turn all my thoughts of you to this song Traces of heartache
My eyes are sore, my body weak, My throat is dry, I cannot speak. My words are dead, Falling like feathers to the floor. You gave me things I'd never
Verona by night, io e i miei fratelli siamo in cerca di guai; Havana cola nei bicchieri, birrini e martini dry, Motown nell?hi fi, Tony dammi un secondo
I came across I came across a friend I didn't trust I kissed his feet I kissed his feet and broke his knees I came across I came across a friend I didn
do i have to sign a petition to feel a little better than i do today? do i have to break an old tradition so things can start to speak to me the way they
it took me ten long years to be back here to be back here it took me ten long years to be back in here walk the streets my dear ha ha it took me ten
take a look at my eyes and you can read inside the story of my life and take a look and every single wrinkle on my face you know pain has been here