sangen schelmisch dann im Chor Petrus laut das Liedchen vor: Petrus schlie?t den Himmel zu, Alle Englein gehn zur Ruh. Nur der schlaue Petrus wacht, |:
Alle sangen schelmisch dann im Chor Petrus laut das Liedchen vor: Petrus schlie?t den Himmel zu, Alle Englein gehn zur Ruh. Nur der schlaue Petrus wacht
: Baby, can't you see I'm calling A guy like you Should wear a warning It's dangerous I'm fallin' There's no escape I can't hide I need a hit
: I was lost in the dark, And the fear was in my heart, All around me the forest and the rain, Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night,
: I took myself a blue canoe And I floated like a leaf Dazzling, dancing Half enchanted In my Merlin sleep Crazy was the feeling Restless were my eyes
: Cinzia cantava le sue canzoni e si scriveva i testi sul diario per sentirli ieri, e proprio nell'ora di religione quando tutto il mondo sembra buono
: Gene and Paul I hate you most of all Ace your the ace and Peter your the cat
: Cette histoire aurait pu se passer Sur les bords du lac de Tiberiade Dans les annees 30 de l'ere chretienne C'etait au printemps le grand jour de
: Heaven ain't so easy to locate Hell is always around the bend I should know that by now But I still get taken every time in the end I believe in
: Stepping out in cold rain falling down Seems like a stranger has taken my mind for his own Come over here pinch me I must be dreaming The air is
: He said it's gonna rain yes and I believe it It ain't so rare around here this time of year I can always use an excuse to feel like I do A reason
: Take my body I would give it to you Take my pulse, my mind, my spirit - whatever you think you could use I would give them if it would set you free
: Your words make music nobody hears Your hands draw pictures nobody sees You stumble over secrets you keep waiting to tell And all the pretty people
: Interlude
: O God I have something to say My flesh is weak my spirit is meek And I'm down on my knees again Soul searching never takes me anywhere but here
: That night I went outside ready to die I saw them beating him down and I forgot myself chasing them off The wind that used to whistle in my ears
: And so the story ends On broken promises We pay our last respects To words we regret In this tragedy There is no victory And nothing left to
: I wish I had some way of knowing how long to stay I wish I had a fiery chariot for which to pray Tonight I will escape I'll sneak out - you lead