Λιγο κρασι για ν'αναψουν τα αιματα. και μουσικη μας χαιδευει απαλη.... πηγε εννεα να λεω στα ψεμματα. ενα αγγιγμα σου ηταν η αφορμη.... και αρχιζουν τα μελια.
(Es wechselt nie seine Farbe. Es wechselt nie seine Gestalt). As they stare into our flesh. At the end of what comes next. . (Kann ich deine Hand halten?.
Exit rites, new altered states. In the arena of light we welcome your fate. Let the dead carry the dead, pyre for the flames. Embers of life in the wilderness remain.
Hey, the Christmas curtain falls. On lawbreakers that pave the way. For thoughtless folks like me and J who'd pay. But can't afford the finer things in life so we heist them all.
It's the twentieth of december. A cold rain is fallin down. Kenmore square's deserted. The college kids have left town. Sure don't feel like christmas time.
Do the laughs die when. One such as I run. And allow myself. Time for own true needs. . When convincing me. That you're on my team. May not lie to me.
Will God help us when South Africa burns?. We're vicious creatures and we're all taking turns. Will God help us when the insurrection rages. We've got a drug, we're burning pages of love.
She's the flutter in my heart, the springs in my step. My empty head sees the lump form in my throat. The view in my mind's eye. My empty heart, heart, heart, heart, heart.
(What I sense). . As far as I know, baby, you can see. As far as I go, funky baby, digging deep inside of me. . Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.
Y antes de ver brillar. El sol que te ilumina. Quisiera ver la verdad. En agua de cristal. . Y moriría en mi propia cruz. Y sentiría el dolor en mi. Por ti.
I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. . I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this.
I won't fight, it's not the time or place. Stone-age mind in a space-world age,. . In the dark, violent space,. Kids learning how to mosh again. . Will the sky open up and destroy everyone I loved,.
Xica da, Xica da, Xica da. Xica da Silva, a Negra!. Xica da, Xica da, Xica da. Xica da Silva, a Negra!. . Xica da Silva. A Negra! A Negra!. De escrava a amante.
I see a million walk the city mile. The ticker tape kings and the juveniles. Will anybody tell me which way to go. Will anybody come back on the C.B. radio.
Xena Xena you're the best. I would like to palm your breast. Shove your ass onto the floor. Make you holler, scream for more. Maybe when we're done with the set.
Truly, I say truly. Truly, truly. . Well, if Jesus is your Lord, then Praise your God. And if Islam's your thing, Allah-u-Akbar. And if you represent the 6 pointed star.
Who do you think you are?. Why do you bother me like that?. This time you've gone to far. You're nothing but trouble. . You're way out on thin ice. There's no doubt you'll never apologise.