All the way on my journey so far. I was searching for your essence. Now I know you were here all the time. But I could never catch your presence. . Join me now, there is no worry.
Feel my blazing heart. Let the breeze kiss your finest art. Already near. Do you see you're painting me. Oh with you it all will come I need you here.
I hear them calling. But they can't reach me here. I'm in my shrine. In the forest I've known for long. . Why would anyone ask me to leave. Oh can't they see.
Dove` la mia citta`. Seduta fra le montagne. Dove son le vecchie case. Piene di memorie. . Dove` la gente che sorride. Camminando mano a mano. Dove` quel ragazzino.
Sjateedel ma sitsin neljakmnendal aastal.. le laia polaaride maa.. Lbi metsa lbi stepi le pllu viis ratsu. kuni mk talle tkkeks oli ees.. Lbi metsa lbi stepi le pllu viis ratsu.
htu pikese viimased kiired. lne taevasse srama lid. ja kui sinult kajaka tiivul. kodu randadelt snumeid ti.. Minust maha ji kodune talu,. kivid, knkad ja niitude raad,.
S?jateedel ma s?itsin neljak?mnendal aastal.. ?le laia polaaride maa.. L?bi metsa l?bi stepi ?le p?llu viis ratsu. kuni m??k talle t?kkeks oli ees.. L?bi metsa l?bi stepi ?le p?llu viis ratsu.
?htu p?ikese viimased kiired. l??ne taevasse s?rama l?id. ja kui ?? sinult kajaka tiivul. kodu randadelt s?numeid t?i.. Minust maha j?i kodune talu,. kivid, k?nkad ja niitude raad,.
People say it doesn't exist. 'Cause no one would like to admit. That there is a city underground. Where people live everyday. Off the waste and decay.
Unsettled hearts. Promise what they can't deliver. Bring me the wine. And the cold night air to clear my head. Gray matter memory house. Master of this trembling flesh.
I'd heard rumors and I'd heard talk. About the trail you'd left of broken hearts. About the sea of tears too wide to cross. But a little bad press has never scared me off.
One, two, .. one, two, three, four. . Sweet and high at the break of dawn. Simple tune that you can hum along too. I remember there was a time. When I used to sing for you.
Sheena, oh Sheena. Just came in from Monterey. Every night and day. I've been going crazy. . Sheena, oh Sheena. Steel guitar and saxophone. Who would like to know.
It is rain, it is age, it is poison. Supplication to family honor. Little children with keys to the temple. Red lights and silver dimes. . It's waiting for a sun that punishes but seldom shines.
Come on, baby, won't you dance with me?. Come on, mama, can't you see?. We can make our troubles fly away. . Come on, baby, let's don't fight. Come on, mama, let's fly tonight.
Summertime. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high. . You're daddy's rich. And your mom is good lookin'. So hush little baby.