: Soy un solitario Que no tengo amor Solo triste recuerdos De un carino que me dejo Era mia, era mi amor Era mia, era mi amor Si pudiera olvidarla Y
You are you and you don't see the power you have over me but I feel it in my throat before you say such things to me All in all may very be the quiet
Who is the tall, dark stranger there? Maverick is the name. Ridin' the trail to who knows where, Luck is his companion, Gamblin' is his game. Smooth
The road I have traveled on Is paved with good intentions It's littered with broken dreams That never quite came true When all of my hopes were dying
He's a perfect stranger Like a cross of himself and a fox He's a feeling arranger And a changer of the ways he talks He's the unforseen danger The keeper
I remember when I saw your face I said out loud, "She's out of place" She's summer's child and still she feels no freedom Your hair was long and so was
Mama, I have nothin' But cobwebs and dust in the lock Blood runs thick in the veins But I live like a fish in the water again She says soft to a fault
Come tomorrow I'll be on my way back home In the morning call from a roadside telephone One night doesn't mean the rest of my life If I go it's not impossible
You promised me the ending would be clear You'd let me know when the time was now Don't let me know when you're opening the door Stab me in the dark,
NO PAIN NO GAIN shinjireba uragirarete NO PAIN NO GAIN ataereba ubawareteku ALL FAKE ALL LIE giseisha ga aware da nante ALL FAKE ALL LIE tada soitsu
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Something's driving me crazy And I font know what to do I try, be cool round ladies But I'm just not that smooth [Pre Chorus:] Tongue-tied I run and
I wish I could be as happy as you I wish I could have as much fun as you do I wish I could be your friend but I-I-I'm afraid I wish I had my own way
En eteignant les lumieres Pour rendre le monde plus clair On peut voir sortir de l'ombre Tous ceux qui brillent, ceux qui encombrent En mettant le monde
Come tomorrow I'll be on my way back home. In the morning call from a roadside telephone. One night doesn't mean the rest of my life. If I go it's not
(Steve Walsh) I remember when I saw your face I said out loud she's out of place She's summer's child and still she feels no freedom Your hair was long
Übersetzung: Cockburn, Bruce. Einzelgänger.
Übersetzung: Thoroughgood, George. Einzelgänger.