Intr-o seara cu Costica. Eu c-o sticla, el c-o sticla. Am udat cu mana noastra. Florile de pe fereastra. Restul ce-o ramas in sticla. I-am turnat si lui pisica.
You've got a full time job, with a minimal pay. you do all of the work, but you don't get no say. You never raise your voice, or try to run the show. you always get there first, you're always last to go.
Vestes verde, que és campestre.. Foste mestre de Feng Shui.. Sempre te modernizaste:. Tatuaste "Amor de pai".. . É indigência chique;. Um balde de água freak..
She's a slip of a girl to be out of school. She's a product of apartheid. She won her spurs under minority rule. She's a product of apartheid. Afrikaners run the best.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?. . Gifts I'm preparin'. For some Christmas sharin'. But I pause because. Hangin' my stockin'. I can hear a knockin'. 'Zat you, Santa Claus.
Toni Childs, David Ricketts. what you gonna do zimbabwae. what you gonna do zimbabwae. zimbabwae is a man who tried. to teach his children what was right.
Who's that whisperin' in the trees?. It's two sailors and they're on leave. Pipes and chains and swingin' hands. Who's your daddy? Yes I am. . Fat cat came to play.
Tirou a roupa, entrou no mar. Pensei: Meu Deus. Que bom que fosse. Tu me apresenta essa mulher. Meu irmão, te dava até um doce. Sem roupa ela é demais.
my smiles are pretend. and no matter what you do. I'll never be the one for you. you can shower me with gifts. but I'll never want your lips. I don't love you.
Flying high on a hit of crack, need to find some speed. Hit the liquor store, the companionship of a whore. Drunk and driving stoned and frying. Severely impaired to see group of pedestrians in front of me.
Parlami o stai zitta hai detto parlami o stai zitta. e ti ho parlato... Mi sono organizzata ho preso fiato. e ho detto quello che ho pensato !?! Lo so che mi vuoi bene,.
I was born pale and invisible. In a world. Sees everything. Everything, everything.but me. . Invisible to your touch. And doubt youll like me very much.
Chorus:. [Anytime, it's zombie time!. (I better, plant plants so the. dead can't eat my mind!). Back and forth, it's zombie time!. (It feels super groovy to be,.
Va bajando por lo alto de una colina. con una capa negra y un antifaz.. La esperanza de un pueblo que lo reclama,. un viejo anhelo llamado libertad.. Y están bien asustados esos soldados,.
Zero tre tre sette. il resto non ce l'ho. sarai molto occupato. ma poi ti trover. non posso dir di pi per non sentirmi gi. di me poi che ne sai? Io do del tu ai miei guai.
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And I'm up, down, I'm spinning around. High and dry and kicked to the ground. I'm lost and I'll never be found. . My lips were much too shy. The lines about you they never rhymed.
i'll swing to the left, you'll sway to the right. think for yourself, zombie-ritualistic sight. fuck that. false-worlds, false words. fuels religions hypocrisy.
She fixed me in the corner. With that beautiful brown eye. She says, "I'd like to meet you. I was so surprised". . Well, what can I do for you?. What can you do for me?.