Preklad: Visiaci zámok. Hrom Do Police.
I had to cross the line to leave you behind With a hopes to find some peace of mind Now I'm looking for your voice Through the chitter chatter that doesn
I hear thunder but there's no rain This kind of thunder breaks walls and window pane I hear thunder but there's no rain This kind of thunder T-t-thunder
When the thunder calls you From a mountain high It's time to spread your wings and fly When the thunder calls you Under purple sun To the place where
I'm gonna take my baby on a little joy ride Well, she'll be ghost-white pale sittin' by my side Yeah, I'll shakin' like a leaf and it ain't no wonder
Now everything's fine but I'm still gonna whine You've got eyes that shine But they aren't mine unless I pay for them in full And that's the rule and
Today is a winding road that's taking me To places that I didn't want to go, whoa Today in the blink of an eye I'm holding on to something And I do not
Thunder all through the night Promise to see Jesus in the morning light Take my hand, it'll be alright C'mon save your soul tonight Oh thunder! Yeah
No quiero que te vayas la noche esta muy fria Abrigame en tus brazos Hasta que vuelva el dia Tu almohada esta inpaciente De acaricira tu cara Tal vez
Kun toinen salama maahan loi Han tointui unestaan Tahtoi han kokea voimiaan Ne liian heikoiks' osoittain Aikuistua saanut viela ei Ei hallita ukkosta
I feel the sweat and I'm trembling all over Minutes before the show Stage fright tonight My hands are wet and cold Now it's time to get ready I have
Whine, whine, whine How can you afford to throw me those looks When you haven't pulled the bloody wool From over your eyes yet? How can you say those
listen im a killer man rapper shlash drug dealer man corn folks feeler man sparks of bottles kilograms i be god damn mutherfuckers better recognize who
please let the rain in. open all the windows wide. let the wind blow that furious thing inside to spring forth some life. i feel it pulsing: a buried
Oh, sevens worth a say, like a lie, five and one My favourite died in pain, by a guy, son of a gun He jumped through the horse I guess, Disappeared, no
(Matt Thomas/The Mavis's - Mushroom) Roll like thunder small splinter underneath your pale painted skin don't let anyone else in oh! Roll like thunder
If I was a flag I'd have no nation Just the colours and the wind And if I was a church I'd have no treasure Except the prayers and the hyms And if I was