All these people damp and steamy. They stare at me. Their movement is slow and fierce. Drunk by their self esteem. . What's the secret?. What's the story behind the grief?.
I said I do not know why you offend me. I wonder how you could leave me. All this may seem hard to beat. I'm deep down in the mud, I know that. . My hands are tied.
(Intro 00:23 - 00:29). You feel it too?. Don't worry, it'll be alright.. . (Verse 1 02:50 - 03:03). Schala, raise the power of the Mammon Machine to its limits!.
Cara bella, cara mia bella!. Mia bambina, o Chell!. . Ché la stimo.... Ché la stimo.. O cara mia, addio!. . La mia bambina cara,. perché non passi lontana?.
Castel de Arena. . Sé que con el tiempo que nos alejara. El olvidio poco a poco me borrara. De su mente, su atencion y su memoria. Desapareceré como un castel de arena.
Oooo Car of love, car of love. Oooo Who knows what we did in this car, yeah. Ooo Car of love, car of love. Ooo, Shall I tell them ?. . Me acuerdo de esa noche.
Cut her down, cut her down. My love is swinging in the fields outside town, cut her down. My blood is swinging to the applause of this town, cut her down.
[HOOK]. We are a care free youth. Chasing visions through and through. We are a wishful youth. Chasing visions the way we do. . [VERSE 1]. We are the young and we are the reckless.
Come as you are, as you were. As I want you to be. As a friend, as a friend. As an old enemy. . Take your time, hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late.
Don't wait for me to get inside. Your car, I'm bad with the goodbyes. 1,2, I'm trying to keep my strength. My mind is numb. Your scent will linger on my lips.
California Love. (V.Colapietro,N.Dinkins,R.Vincent). . We fall , we climb. Sometimes, Sometimes. Our hearts, Are to wild. Sometimes, Sometimes. . I can't believe.
Verse 1:. A cold December comes and knocks me off my feet. But in an endless summer, I'd get fed up with the heat. When will I be satisfied?. Oh, will I make up my mind?.
Chorus:. The world will see there's only one original. Stay unique 'cause being you is beautiful. We'll go down in history like a hit they're always blasting.
Sitting looking at the magazines. Watching girls on the MTV. You don't even look half as good to me, hey yeah. Ponytail and a pair of sweats. Still look like a perfect ten.