: Eras jardin de naranjas. Huerta de mares abiertos. Tiemblo de olivas y pampanos, los verdes cuernos. Con polvora te regaron. Y fuiste toro de fuego
: (Hold me.) Hold me my daddy, I never felt lower than dirt on the floor. I say hold me my daddy, I never felt like crying oceans before. If this means
: I got so much to say but I'm afraid it'll come out wrong, I'm not akin to the Eighties thing where you look after number one. But I won't rock the
The rain it started tapping on the window near my bed There was a loophole in my dreaming so I got out of it And to my surprise my eyes were wide and
Eras jardin de naranjas. Huerta de mares abiertos. Tiemblo de olivas y pampanos, los verdes cuernos. Con polvora te regaron. Y fuiste toro de fuego.
E chissa se un?aranciata puo bastare a dissetare questa sete che ho d?amore, non ci posso rinunciare per esempio, l?altra sera, inseguendo quel pensiero
Tous les soirs je suis de sorti, Dans mes exces je m'enfuis. Et j'aime voir les filles defiler dans mon lit, Car dans l'euphorie de la nuit, Plus aucunes
Je grandis, et plus je traverse les ages, Plus les barreaux de ma cage me retiennent. Je me mefie, je me sens pris en otage, Piege par mon entourage.
(Hold me.) Hold me my daddy, I never felt lower than dirt on the floor. I say hold me my daddy, I never felt like crying oceans before. If this means
I got so much to say but I'm afraid it'll come out wrong, I'm not akin to the Eighties thing where you look after number one. But I won't rock the boat
: The rain it started tapping on the window near my bed There was a loophole in my dreaming so I got out of it And to my surprise my eyes were wide and