On the streets of New York city. When the hour was getting late. There were young men armed with knives and guns. Young men armed with hate. . And Lou Marsh stepped between them.
Come you ranks of labor, come you union core. And see if you remember the struggles of before. When you were standing helpless on the outside of the door.
The first time that I called you in that old new york hotel. It was halloween all over with that trick you played so well. I woke you up from dreaming singing songs of yesterday.
Me estoy volviendo loco por ti. y tu ni te imaginas.. . Siempre que pasas junto a mi. tu magia me donimara.. . He estado casi a punto de hablar. pero no se que puedas pensar..
Nuapurista kuulu se polokan tahti. jalakani pohjii kutkutti.. Ievan iti se tytts vahti. vaan kyllhn Ieva sen jutkutti,. sill ei meit silloin kiellot haittaa.
Liebe wird oft überbewertet. Liebe ist nicht so wichtig wie man denkt. Liebe ist nur ein Teilaspekt des Lebens. und die anderen Teile sind auch nicht schlecht.
Lo how a rose e'er blooming. From tender stem hath sprung. Of jesse's lineage coming. As seers of old have sung. It came a blossom bright. Amid the cold of winter.
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!. In you let the minions of luxury rove;. Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes,. Though they are scared to freedom and love:.
Love and maple syrup goes together. Like the sticky winds of winter. When they meet. When lonely lovers come to rest. Beneath the trees they do their best.
Looking at the rain. Feeling the pain. Of love lost running though. My brain. Looking at the wind. Watching it spin. The leaves along the street. You win.
From the railhead to the boatyard. From the factory to the farm. From the mine to the mill yard. I've weathered the storm. . From the bar room to the bedpost.
That long thin dawn, that long thin dawn is coming on again. . I've seen the hills of Frisco and the streets of Montreal. In every town I've been to I've had someone to call.
Where the long river flows it flows by my window. Where the tall timber grows, it grows 'round my door. Where the mountain meets the sky and the white clouds fly.
I was in some timeless space. Timeless face of my embrace. Held empty air and empty space. All on a sunny day. . She lived by the bounding main. To Baltimore I took a plane.
The leaves of grass will not pass on. Though the millstones grind them into dust. For the earth shall give new life to them. But only the grass will grow once more.
Another lazy mornin', no need to get down on anyone. My son, coffee's in the kitchen, woman on the run. No need to get bothered, I'll think about Monday.
Paroles : Maurice Vidalin et Michel Fugain. Musique : Muchel Fugain. 1973 by ditions Musicales le Minotaure. 1. Y'a dans le sud de la Louisiane. Et dans un coin du Canada.
Paroles : Maurice Vidalin. Musique : Muchel Fugain et Georges Blaness. 1976 by ditions Musicales le Minotaure. 1. Le printemps est arriv, sors de ta maison.
When she found out she almost died. And kept her secret locked inside. But it was true and what could she do. . At first she cried but in the end. She knew she'd cope and she had friends.
Riivattu luikuri!. Jo on. irstas. porsas. mummojen mieleen mies. ja humpalle vie. jo on. irstas. porsas. mummojen mieleen mies. vaan rahnat vie. Tyventalolle viepi tie.