lays broken Pray for that day when you'll leave behind the grey Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil Pray for that day when you'll leave behind the grey
LAYS BROKEN PREY FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOU'LL LEAVE BEHIND THE GREY PREY FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOUR FEET COULD WALK ON DIFFERENT SOIL PREY FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOU'LL LEAVE BEHIND THE GREY
ترجمه: بهشت گمشده. پشت خاکستری.
ترجمه: بهشت گمشده. پشت خاکستری (زنده).
WHAT LAYS BROKEN PREY FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOU'LL LEAVE BEHIND THE GREY PREY FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOUR FEET COULD WALK ON DIFFERENT SOIL PREY FOR THAT DAY WHEN YOU'LL LEAVE BEHIND THE GREY
you and left the place I?d known Now words have lost their meaning The words have lost their meaning and she?s bored
She was the rose of sharon from paradise lost From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross I was playing a show in miami in the theater of
god or gods They are the forms of the breaths of dust This is the great ocean of birth and death Kye ma kya ma Oh paradise Never lost and not to be gained
are blue and it's not grey I'll take sunday mondays any every day Sometimes it's fun To just escape and run And leave the troubled world behind So let's get lost
BELIEVE YOUR SHAKY FINGERS WILL CLOSE MY EYES (THINKING) a??HE LOST HIS THREAD OF LIFE BUT HE WON'T WAKE UP IN PARADISE HE WON'T SEE THE ORANGE
Rettke, Paeth, Hunecke-Rizzo] Back in time, lost emotions All your memories fade to grey and dissappear Fading life full of oceans Lost in paradise and
paradise I do not know, Through the joy I never had I'm all alone on my isolated throne Why have you forsaken me? The days outnumbered themselves into the grey
not grey I'll take sunday mondays any every day Sometimes it's fun To just escape and run And leave the troubled world behind So let's get lost
She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross. I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of
