Brot Ihr Grundsatz lautet "Spiel mir das Lied vom Tod" Chor: Gesichter des Todes Wie weit kann man gehen Gesichter des Todes Willst du sie sehn
: Buy Me! aint ready so ya better belive that uhh yall aint ready yall aint ready so act like ya know that yall aint ready yall aint ready what we
: The circus is coming to see you. The elephant smiles. Everybody can hear you say that's out of style. My brother is friendly for reasons, if I am
: I met a girl and we ran away I swore I?d make her happy every day And how I made her cry Two faces have I Sometimes mister I feel sunny and wild
: Show me your dirty face Show me your dirty face Show me your dirty face Show me your dirty face Put away that butterz one Smile all you want, you
: Toi, paree de mille et un attraits Je ne sais jamais qui tu es Tu changes si souvent de visage et d'aspect Toi, quel que soit ton age et ton nom Tu
: Ton doux visage Que caresse un autre que moi Ton doux visage Je l'entrevois Dans ces images Qui viennent sans fin se jeter A l'abordage De mes pensees
: In her mourning In her grave Don't you miss the way That she brushed her heavy hair Oh la la la la la Acid burned face clowny tear smile She's the
: Where do we go, nobody knows i've got to say i'm on my way down god gave me style and gave me grace God put a smile upon my face where do we go
: Che bella faccia che bella faccia e non capisco come non vi piaccia come la porta, come lo slancia e quel sorriso da guancia a guancia forte e simpatico
: So where do I begin? I woke up today, Dragged this broken suitcase, threw it away. I've been searching for the inspiration, Got lost along the way
: I can't see your face in my mind I can't see your face in my mind Carnival dogs consume the lines Can't see your face in my mind Don't you cry Baby
: (Charles Aznavour and Herbert Kretzmer) She May be the face I can't forget A trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to
: (F.Porterie-Images/E.Wandelmer) Dans le secret de ton regard tranquille Des doigts poses sur une machine docile Ton reve d?enfant Prend vie sous tes
: Fermi ai semafori lungo le vie, guardano gli alberi grigi ed immobili, fissano il vuoto poi scappano gia; volti perduti in citta. Stelle nascenti del