byes to sweet Kentucky Rose Now, on that hill one flower grows They say it is the spirit of Kentucky Rose They say it is the spirit of Kentucky Rose
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only for The lucky and the strong Just remember In the winter far beneath the bitter snows Lies the seed that with the sun's love In the spring becomes the rose
Can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time re-written every line If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we? Could we? Memories
Kiss today goodbye, The sweetness and the sorrow. Wish me luck, the same to you. But I can't regret What I did for love, what I did for love. Look my
that's why they say Every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn
that's why, they say Every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Every rose has its,
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byes to sweet kentucky rose Now, on that hill one flower grows They say it is the spirit of kentucky rose They say it is the spirit of kentucky rose I
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Übersetzung: Michael Ball. Die Rose.
Übersetzung: Michael, Feinstein. Ich will nicht senden Roses.
Übersetzung: Michael Buble. La Vie En Rose.
Übersetzung: Michael W. Smith. Kentucky Rose.
Übersetzung: Michaels, Bret. Jede Rose.