they come around Come around, come around The people might know but the people don't care That a man could be as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter
From the pain come the dream From the dream come the vision From the vision come the people From the people come the power From this power come the change
, and similar compromising There's a wrong turn somewhere someone made a long time ago So we sit here in this grey place and watch it fill up with black
Please put down your guitar Before it goes too far Your music sounds like shit How many times do I have to say it? You talk and talk, and talk About
between the future and the past: the room and I agree to buy some time... The cards don't tell truth nor lies, only options and cusp lines the furniture in the black
I've walked on black ice And I have slipped I walk on egg shells When I know I'm eloquent I've been through blackouts Hoping they were dreams I've been
I got a black magic woman I got a black magic woman Yes, I got a black magic woman She's got me so blind, I can't see That she's a black magic woman And
they come around come around come around People may know but the people don't care that a man could be as poor as me... "Take a look at poor Peter he
ترجمه: پیتر فرامپتون. سیاه چاله های خورشید مت کامرون و مایک Mccready (از پرل جم).
ترجمه: پیتر گابریل. چهارده سیاه نقاشی.
ترجمه: سپاسگزار مرده. پیتر سیاه.
ترجمه: پیتر سبز. سیاه سحر و جادو زن [زندگی] -- مک سنگی عاشوری.
ترجمه: پیتر سبز. زن سیاه سحر و جادو.
ترجمه: پیتر Hammill. در اتاق سیاه.
ترجمه: پیتر Mulvey. برف سیاه.
ترجمه: پطرس حواری عیسی. چهارده سیاه نقاشی.
Please put down your guitar before it goes too far Your music sounds like shit, how many times do I have to say it? You talk and talk and talk about
