: Quelque part, a Paris, Au metro d'minuit, Deux amants s'embrassent, Quelque part, a Paris, Devant un boui-boui, Deux amants s'enlacent. Mais les gens
Lobbys gibt es viele fur das Hobby namens Liebe um mein Leben ist Zeit warm doch wie gelegenheit wie Diebe irgendwann ist sie da irgendwo find ich sie
: Six planetes en plus de notre Terre Six continents dans cinq oceans Douze mois pour une annees entiere Cinq milliards de gens et tellement d'absents
: (Brownlee) Ohhhh, when He calls my name, I will ah-ah-a-answer, When He calls, calls me yeah, I will ah-ah-a-answer, When He calls my name, I will
: I might not have anything to offer you I might not have anything to say that's new But you've gotta start somewhere oh, you've gotta start somewhere
: There's a place for us Somewhere a place for us Peace and quiet and open air Wait for us Somewhere There's a time for us Some day a time for
: Im Sturz durch Raum und Zeit Richtung Unendlichkeit Fliegen Motten in das Licht Genau wie du und ich Irgendwie fangt irgendwann Irgendwo die Zukunft
: Standing in our silence I hear my heart beating And if only I could choose I'd stay here with you But hold me 'til the train is leaving Somewhere down
: Somewhere along the road Someone waits for me Beyond these present storms that blow Waiting patiently No secrets held in an open heart A spirit that
: Na?o importa se o que ficou Marcou, doeu, me machucou Nem a porta que se fechou Eu sei que la? em algum lugar Ficou uma luz acesa No escuro desse amor
: Nao importa se o que ficou Marcou, doeu, me machucou Nem a porta que se fechou Eu sei que la em algum lugar Ficou uma luz acesa No escuro desse
: On desire, on s'aime on se dechire, On voudrait s'endormir, Ne plus avoir a souffrir. On se jure de guerir de ses blessures, De faire comme les fleurs
: I've got this feeling that there's something that I missed (I could do most anything to you...) Don't you breathe Something happened, that I never
: I breathe the mist floating about the stars I can caress with velvet hands I breathe the mist floating within without this pen between my fingers
: Unter'm Asphalt ruhen die Toten Unter'm Asphalt wortlose Boten Unter'm Asphalt mit ihrer Weisheit Unter'm Asphalt liegen sie stumm Unter'm Asphlat
: Somewhere in heaven There is a place Waiting for you and me He made a promise Gave every drop of blood Died on the cross so we?d be free Oh Oh