: Ha le ali nere canna di carabina Azzurre nelle sera e rosse la mattina Ha il fumo tra i capelli ed una bandoliera Proiettili di sogno della cartucciera
: The mirage of Light in the distance, yet dark clouds loom on us Streaming Chances, tides eternal, stretch between still unformed? (Feeble in silence
: Nothing's left here but the sun The human race is on the run The ancient god's should have told The earth has never felt this old Countdown has begun
: I'll be there watching from way up high The shadow you cant see when the suns in the sky Wondering eyes have no disguise It's obvious that this love
: (Ben Peters) Whenever a chance to meet some old friends on the street They wonder how does a man get to be this way I always got a smiling face
: duet with Alison Krauss written by Harley Allen and Deborah Nims They came from near,they came from far Following a distance star to where He lay
: Romina: I bambini nel sole, nel buio, dal ghiaccio ai tropici hanno tutti lo sguardo innocente di chi non sa. Han sempre voglia di un'altra carezza
: Da solo nella mia stanza guardo la foto insieme a te, quando stavamo insieme tutto era bello e magico, le serate in comitiva e quand stevem a pazzia
: I sitz auf meiner Wolken, linker Himmel 304 tu mir ni??gelausputzen und trink alkoholfreies Bier I lahn so umeinander mir is fad und hob an Schlaf
: (feat. Manuellsen) (Part 1) Bero Bass: Siehst du den Engel in der Stadt sie faltet beide Hande, die sie hat. Ihre Flugel sind gebrochen. Sie weint
: You angel you You got me under your wing. The way you walk and the way you talk I feel I could almost sing. You angel you You're as fine as anything
: Three angels up above the street, Each one playing a horn, Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out, They've been there since Christmas morn
: Herr, ich bin schuldig, ich habe es getan, Ich habe sie verdorben und es war nicht das erste Mal. Frag' mich besser nicht, sonst mu? ich lugen, ja,
: (J.Mercer / R.Bloom) Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. And so I come to you my love, My heart above my head. Though I see the danger there
: (MacRae) At Christmas time in the steeple high The bells would proudly ring To tell the world of the joy and cheer That Christmas day would bring
: claire's turning blonde for the summer i guess the sunlight just soaks into her hair and she sits next to me on the motorboat and shyly replies as
: The angel rides with hunch-backed children, poison oozing from his engine Wieldin' love as a lethal weapon, on his way to hubcap heaven Baseball cards