India - Nana Mouskouri. Guerrero/Flores. . India bella mezcla de Diosa y pantera. Doncella desnuda que habita en Guaira. Arisca romanza curvó sus caderas.
On!. Sailing on!. To our fate!. To India. . Above the seas with the wind we are flying high. Our wings are sails and our trail means no second try. Golden and silver the future will be.
India, India. You're my love song. India you're my love song. . In the flowers. You can have me in the flowers. We will dance alone. And live our useless lives.
No kind of love.. I don't want to make no scene. Lovers come and go, or make you Mrs.. Anyone or make you Mr.. Me.. . I'm into you like a train.. Yeah,.
You laugh at her in all the cars. She's easily confused. There isn't any wrong or right. Or up and down on you. There isn't any reason. There isn't any sense.
She comes in like an angel,. And goes down like these flats.. I don't know why she does all this.. It's making her see that. I don't want you always,.
Another Christ is on the cross. The nails are words. The nails are lies. To make it crawl. And make it scream. And make it real. And make it bleed. And make it bleed.
Lit like halloween. And roadtop signs. That I can't read. Dream from out of place. And aimed at empty songs. That he said. On knees I wait. From falling off my feet.
India, India, India. India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow. India, India, India. . I'm a pauper bereft of spiritual vision. Looking for a guru such a decision.
I used to feel I had it all in my hands,. It all came crashing down on me, yeah,. With lipstick on my overall,. And it makes me feel so over awed,. I'm sinking fast,.
No kind of love. No kind of love. . I don't wanna make no scene. Lovers come and go. . Or make you mrs. anyone. Or make you mr. me. . I'm into you like a train.
Two, three. Angel. The sound of your name on my lips. Brings joy to my heart. I will keep wishing for you. All of my life been close to discover. Smile of your face.
Heavy duty pleasure zone. The schools are empty and they're on their own. Teenage libido they've got it made. A touch of make-up an d they make the grade.