the visions of the night Gazed into the visions of the night Gazed into the visions of the night Gazed into the visions of the night Gazed into the visions
ترجمه: نیش. دیدگاه از شب.
, we've all got seeds to sow Not everyone's got lambs to slaughter When the night wind starts to turn Into the ocean breeze And the dew drops sting and
me a little time I don't need no chaser, baby, I don't need no lime Are you there Jose? Is there no reason to your rhyme? Don't let this night ever
The wise self flourish inherit, Halls of Fame Crime visions in my blood got me, locked in prison While we die hard living people whine about religion, vision
my head, mosquito, mosquito red pieces, diseases, floating in the greases, but they smile instead sting of the suckerfly in the dead of the night ride
eyes Burning thru the freeze Vision clouds to the sight of a dream and then Grey eyes of a snow wolf fills the skies Feel the hot sting of winters dying
to flip an' get flipped on My army march, a million strong Like the Nation of Islam, with suede timbs on Extremely hostile Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits an' night vision
skin on a marble throne A Roman statue,clear and bright All alone in a crowded place Paralyzed by a look in her face Visions of an endless polar night
Written by andy summers The night came down, jungle sounds were in my ears City screams are all I've heard in twenty years The razor's edge of night
prose is half fulfilled Seems it's time for you to pay all the bills - no, no no Not on the planet I had a vision the other night Woken up by an angel
outta sight when i take another player for a lil ride lets go to the car to pick up speeders I drive away through the night, through the night Chorus:(Sting
Yes we've all got seeds to sow Not everyone's got lambs to slaughter When the night wind starts to turn Into the ocean breeze And the dew drops sting
chrome crushed the image, considered it a mess Jump the C.O., bust the captain, and hop the fence Did manuveur like a cougar, usin night vision Interrogate
mornings, noons and nights no snoozing Following the Northern Lights Does this Holy Mic, really exist? Or is it I'm risking my life, following visions
Yo.. in a dark prison vision microphones moving in motion Volcanic vocalism sparkin flames beneath the ocean Deep rhyme production advanced psychological
. (ha ha) So here I am in the Middle West The heart land ma' fucka Sippin' whole milk ma' fucka Our nights are colder right? Minnesota nights, but our frost-bitten fists For the smile stings
