Je sais pas si tu savais Que le ciel t'appartenait T'es l'idole de tous mes reves Au creux de la nuit, oui Tu m'fais grandir et decouvrir T'es le plaisir
Rions s'en ben gentiment Rions un coup pour rien Sans faire de mal a personne Je sais Quebec spa Amsterdam C'est plate mais c'est comme ca C'est pas
Parait qu'c't'un corridor Qui nous ammene jusqu'a l'autre bord Quand j'verrai ton visage Une derniere fois avant l'aurore Quand j'traverserai le soleil
: Aah, Rag Doll Ooh (Hand me down) When she was just a kid her clothes were hand-me-downs (Hand me down) They always laughed at her when she came into
: (Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Georges Delerue) Father, can you hear the tolling of the bells Echo a hundred thousand sons who wish you well? Tears
: Intro- [legacy] Wait hold up J you see that chick [ben j] Which one [legacy] Right there with them big ass lips [ben j] Goddamn [legacy] Uh huh
(Chorus) Half of my blood is Cain's blood Half of my blood is Abel's One eye looks to Heaven One eye looks for trouble Sweet mother, she sang in the
So here is it if you enlist a bigger thought, words and meaning than you'll get it another way or one stop and it winds, play and press
I, I, I dropped a question and my my, everything they said of it you rewind time but I keep forgetting it flies out of my mind and goes you, you all
Light drops from the tops of my fingers you ask me to please be your love live long your dreams cause they can be but be careful what you wish
You give me a glass half full and a glass half empty it doesn?t really matter yeah I?m still drinkin and I know that you lie to make a story yeah I
(Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Georges Delerue) Father, can you hear the tolling of the bells Echo a hundred thousand sons who wish you well? Tears
Intro- [legacy] Wait hold up J you see that chick [ben j] Which one [legacy] Right there with them big ass lips [ben j] Goddamn [legacy] Uh huh [
One of the dead boys, he looked like Opie he looked like Opie, one of the dead boys Grandpa gave him a cup of cocoa and Rubbed his head for luck like
Blood drowns the ground Blood drowns the ground Yes, blood drowns the ground, 'cause You didn't need me The wind blew his hair as I looked up to see
Santa Maria, strela do dia, mostra-nos via pera Deus e nos guia. Ca veer faze-los errados que perder foran per pecados entender de que mui culpados son
