: As your future is broken down, look back as your past is crumbling As hope denied again, looking into her eyes of hell You will break Gears will
sous Tiens un soleil qui brille d'ou sort-il celui-la Des gens qui me sourient ca existe tout ca {Refrain:} J'avais oublie que les roses sont roses J
eyes Blood drops look like roses on white lace They won't wash away In my mind they're roses on white lace Straight from the heart Blood drops look like roses
better than I know my friends why must a beginning be the means to an end The stones from my enemies these wounds will mend but I cannot survive the roses
Des jours sans fin Puis vint le temps de la revanche Et des amours de rien Les roses et les promesses Les dimanches ou l'on flane Les mots qui nous enflamment Les roses
the truth and what you mean to me And the truth is baby you're all that I need I want to lay you on a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails
wine and roses and you (The lonely night discloses) Just a passing breeze Filled with memories Of the golden smile That introduced me to The days of wine and roses
fille aux grands yeux fletris Par le chagrin et la misere Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout Et le cher bambin, le dimanche Lui apportait des roses
: [Music: Henriksson] [Words: Stanne] Fast fading roses Non-lingering words Scythe be my instrument Through dreams I now rage No guidance is me offered
send her roses, send her roses everyday. If I don't go down another dirt road, I don't think it's gonna hurt my day. I'll send her roses, send her roses
fille aux grands yeux rougis, Par les chagrins et la misere Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout, Et le cher bambin tous les dimanche Lui apportait de belles roses
didn't drink But at least you thought you wanted it, Tat's so much more than I can say for me What a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger
much And I should have sent roses When you crossed my mind For no other reason Than the fact you were mine I should've sent roses Yeah should've sent roses
I'll place a rose Our love was like a burning ember It warmed us as cold winds blow We had sunshine in December And threw our roses in the snow
You talk of the break of morning As you view the new aurora, Cloud in crimson, the key of heaven, One love carved in acajou. One told me of China Roses
me down In your bed of roses Girl, you better hide your love away Girl, you better save it for another day Don't want your bed of roses Don't want no
: When the roses bloom again And the fields feel the plow We will meet again, sweetheart, somehow When the birds take back the sky And the night
: It don?t really matter You?ll find out for yourself No it don?t really matter You?re gonna leave this thing to Somebody else If they missionaries
