встречи и прогулки млечный путь Просто трудно, понимать, что все прошло Время быстро пролетело, как назло. Припев: (Султан) Не бросай, не бросай меня не уходи, не бросай
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for
G When obstruction blocks my way C7 I walk down that narrow way G till I can see the light of day C7 shining at the world G C
Artist: Written by Georges Bizet Song: La Fleur Que Tu M'Avais Jetee from Carmen Ou, tu m'entendras! Je le veux! La fleur que tu m'avais jetee, Dans
I threw stones at your window The windows not broken and Nobody answers the phone I'm here on my own In this place No more love in the bedroom No more
Giving up Is hard to do When you really Love someone Giving up So hard to do When you still depend upon Her warm and tender touch Her kiss and her caress
(G. Benson/D. Mindel) Here we go Breaking up what we have built Leaving out all the things that we have felt Where was I, where was I before you
Hell, yeah We got Ant Banks in the house Peewee in the house, Goldie in the house And we damn sure got Short Dawg in the house And I am the forever lastin
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A tongue can accuse and carry bad news The seeds of distrust it will sow But unless you've made no mistakes in your life Be careful of stones that you
A tongue can accuse or carry bad news; The seeds of distrust it will sow. So unless you have made no mistakes in your life, Be careful of stones that
Well, you go where you want to Go out on the town Expect to keep me waitin' With that law you're layin' down That ain't right Tonight I'm breaking free
There was a mother that had two sons One of the boys was interesting in his self This son loved his mother so very much. He said mama one day I going
Darlin' was a hit Started throwing punches She connects, never gets What she wants And she wants She's unhinged Swears now that was then Just a little
So call me a bitch in heat And I'll call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead There you go again you cut me off from talkin' You bask in
Love is like a young tree that lives or dies and then becomes a mem'ry of tragedy Soon you'll be far away and free forever gone but you'll always be a
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I wonder now and then If I ever really knew what brought the end, If I got the truth my friend, So I brought you here tonight to finally get to your