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Preklad: Skupina Limit. Druhá časť Of Love.
Preklad: Watts, Isaac. Moje útočisko je Bohom lásky.
Preklad: Limit. Druhá časť Of Love.
mondo una mattina Senza il rumore della pioggia, Tu che puoi creare con la tua voce, Tu, pensi i pensieri della gente, Poi, di Dio c'e solo Dio. Vivere
faccia gratta il fondo, fra, dividi in 4 il mappamondo, scegliti una fetta e scappa stronzo ! (Emis Killa !) Ogni mia rima sconvolge la tua famiglia, Rovino le love
brown, canto come Pavarotti Metto insieme il sapore romantico della tipica melodia italiana Con il sound dell?hip hop urbano e della tecnologia globale
james brown, canto come Pavarotti Metto insieme il sapore romantico della tipica melodia italiana Con il sound dell?hip hop urbano e della tecnologia
di dirti come mi sento. Tu come una rosa da non cogliere, la decisione che non posso prendere. Fino alla fine di questa musica voglio ballare con te; Fino alla fine dell
: He is drinking water from the faucet from the river From the tributary it comes through rusty pipes Outside his window sees the water supposed to
: Look at this ocean with everyone drowning Idiots screaming and everyone sinking in slowly We're surrounded In the yellow lights of the city wasted
nothing, whatever, oh well Love is hell Love is hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love
lost in space And London's okay She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 Sugar sweet She loves it when it hits
: Today is gonna be the day That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody
it was Halloween Someone taught her it's okay to be a martyr Like an educated angel, be a rat, you know in all the things you love, Well okay Priceless
: I found your photograph in a cardboard box in a magazine I can't remember you, remember us or anything I taught you how to feel, but you just feel
: Tell 'em that the house is not for sale We're still livin' here, how come nobody can tell They're takin' all the furniture, movin' our things Come
: How can I explain to you What you did to me with words Words just like the ones you used They mean nothing at all Buy they caterwaul, caterwaul