M -Ay mi amor por fin los dos solos en este lugar tan bonito. J -Si mi amor, como te lo habia prometido. Beep beep (telefono/phone tone). M -Maldito telefono, ¡Apagalo!.
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One day at a time. We can learn to leave the past behind. One day at a time. We can look the future in the eye. One day at a time. We can learn to live.
Oh saja lumelrts. minu haua peale ks trts,. et saaksin unustud,. kuhu olen peidetud.. Ja see kes oli mul. veel armsam kui kik muu. nii vaikselt mda len.
Oh saja lumel?rts. minu haua peale ?ks t?rts,. et saaksin unustud,. kuhu olen peidetud.. Ja see kes oli mul. veel armsam kui k?ik muu. nii vaikselt m??da l?en.
O holy night the stars are brightly shining. This is the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. 'Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
Tennis shoe strung 'cross the telephone wire. The sun creeps up on my empire. Tin foil castle, bubble gum crown. Me and my minions make the rounds. . I'm lonely without you.
I'd like a one-way ticket home, ticket home. Where I can watch television, talk on the telephone. But every town I wander there's a billboard on a throne.
Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street. Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet. General salutes and mothers wave and weep. . Here comes the big parade.
Well, sometimes I am happy, sometimes sad. Thinkin' of the good times I have had. Thinkin' of the places I have been. Sometimes down, sometimes up, sometimes in.
Another sunday morning, another time to pray. A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away. Another sermon, another hymn to sing. And on her hand a golden ring.
When I need to feel you near me. I stand in this quiet place. Where the silver light of countless stars. Falling on my face. Though they all shine so brightly.
Two island swans. They mated for life. And his faithful heart. Would not consider any other wife. . With three years of peaceful joy. With the rushes of the pond.
How old was i, 5 or 6 or so. The innocent years, long ago. Father on a chair reaching up so far. Crowning the tree, with that old tin star. And it shines so pretty diamonds in the sun.
Oh rowan tree, oh rowan tree. Thou'lt aya be dear to thee. Entwined thou art wi' many ties. O'hame and infancy. Thy leaves were aye the first of spring.
O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie?. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. . Yet in thy dark streets shineth.
O holy night. The stars are brightly shining. It is the night. Of the dear saviour's birth. Long lay the world. In sin and error pining. 'til he appeared.
Try to understand. I'm not your ordinary man, still I can't deny. You go with me everywhere. When I'm dreamin', you still share my lonely nights. . Try to see my side.
Does the light of passion still burn bright?. Only love would know my imagination. Tells me I'm a pent-up fool in the deep end of the pool. Is the light of passion burnin' tonight?.