Nebbia non vedo piu dove finisce la via grigi autobus spariscono sotto casa mia e non si vede piu non si vede piu neanche il cielo e non ci sono piu
Another place in time I just want to go And leave it all behind But when the night becomes so dark Will be there a star to be my guide? How could I
: force the head to the ok position to sometimes feel, two in one and i do not understand the time that runs now to have the, the clearness
: It's gonna be a bumpy night she said Or something or other I didn't know It's a messed-up situation It's a stab in the back when you turn to gold When
The mindless trash just seems to grow Unquestioning acceptance and it's getting old There's no place here for any religion No place for simple answers
Folge mir den Weg durch das Land in die Weite Von Snowdonia bis Cornwall fort Und im Fluge will ich dir erzahlen Was mich trieb dort an jenen Ort Folg
Ils etaient vingt et cent, ils etaient des milliers Nus et maigres, tremblants, dans ces wagons plombes Qui dechiraient la nuit de leurs ongles battants
Un petit qui pleurait son avion neuf s'etait casse Comme dehors il pleuvait il ne pouvait sortir jouer J'ai dit mon nom c'est Vol-Bec je suis un voleur
It's just because we forgot to tell the difference between here and hell or these things meaning the same but using just another name it's all about
I have the courage to say I am confused(x2) why you would build all of that up to tolerate whatever will transpire in that place and I have the courage
Il a pose son chevalet Au premier jour de la neuvaine Dans ce hameau de Pont-Aven Ou nos jeunesses cavalaient... Entre sarcasmes et chapelets Il faisait