: Life... Seeds I Sew Bomb Dutty Babylon Ah Bury Cool As Di Breeze I Ah Flow So Irie And Merry To Perfect Sun Life Trees Grow (Sip Life Apple And Cherry
: [Hook] Robomove , electro boogie, rnb , sei nicht so homo-schwul. Mach keine Faxen hier & lass mal lieber springen. Spring bis an die decke und danach
: Robe rouge sous ton manteau blanc Si jolie, qu'en te voyant Sous la neige, c'etait le printemps Tu marchais comme une fleur des champs Tu m'as souri
: Night Field of stars above us You pick one We frame it with our fingers intertwined Seeds of every generation Between our hands And the promise
: Well a great black river a man had found So he put all his money in a hole in the ground And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down Man now I
: Immer am Pfortner vorbei. Ich steh' auf Manner, das ist doch nicht schlimm. Zu einer Frau geh' ich nicht hin. Die Leute sagen ich ware dumm, doch
: She's to blame I'll erase routine, With a spark to ignite the flame, And in this struggle of guilt to tame, It's freedom I'll obtain, She tied me up
: Vises, mon Jules, Cette crapule Qui nous tombe sur les bras. Depuis le temps Qu'on l'attend, Comme une bombe, le voila. Le voila, le printemps, Tout
: Jamais d'repos. Toujours courir. Metro, bureau Et repartir. Quand vient le dimanche, il faut faire des affaires, Laver, repasser, repriser sa misere
: Not the false operation The capital has fallen Lack of ressources The tides have changed Fruhlingserwachen Fruhlingserwachen Devolution of your life
: La balalajka, la balalajka dentro alle case mutilate dalla faida. Ancora suona la balalajka, lungo i giardini tra le croci e le moschee. Il fiume va
: Ich laufe im Ghetto durch finstere Stra?en fremd kommt mir vor jeder Ort Wo ist mein Liebster, wo kann ich ihn finden? Sagt mir denn keiner ein Wort
: Sul crinale scosceso dei miei ricordi seguo tracce e profumi che portano a te il desiderio e ingannevole piu del rimpianto e trasforma in deriva ogni
: Spring will be so sad when she comes this year How could she be glad when she reaches here? Oh, spring will be so sad when she comes this year...
: He was a boy - he was a fine child He had the leather boots and the riding crop in Jerusalem Oh Sammy My hap flap slappy clam ma'am We've come To take
: [Ryan & Kelsi] It?s our last chance, to share the stage Before we go our separate ways High school wasn?t meant to last forever It?s our last chance
: Refreshing winds from distant skies, a dying love from distant eyes. Another cruelty brought to me. And again a flower born and before it withers wind