the Indian Ira Hayes Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war Call him, Drunken Ira
tanto imaginar Todo lo que no vivimos morira No me atrevo a resignarme a que termine de esta forma nuestro amor Natty y Don A donde ira tu corazon Por
l mio fallo, non scuso, ma, Signor, come sai tuoi affani, Se sapessi... 'L mio stato sconsolato, Re del ciel immortal' Verresti a me Signor, Verresti... Ira
di un virus letale; nel mondo globale io non ci saro. E' l'ira che mi salva dal suicidio o dall'omicidio. E' l'ira che mi salva dal suicidio o dall'
changera pas Ma belle, tiens mon bras On sera des milliers dans ce cas, tu verras Et meme si tout est joue d'avance, on ira, on ira Meme si tout est
: Ira Hayes, Ira Hayes Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Gather round
baby Ira. Miraculously, Ira was quickly reincarnated as a wild horse on the far off planet called Nearly. on Nearly, wild horses hold the majority in the senate and Ira
: Daemonius non magna celeritate procedit et belli itinera Molestos labores, magna pericula narrat. Inferi ira ductus. Quanquam clamores atris in silvis
: Soy el Dios de los lamentos Soy juicio Final Soy futuro soy pasado Soy principio y fin, es el fin La Condena del planeta, Sufrireis la ira del viento
moon was on the rise And all of the creatures in the swampland Had woke up to feed for the night Roosevelt and Ira Lee, huh, were sittin' there on a log Ira
Ira Hayes, Ira Hayes Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Gather 'round
M'ont enchaine ! Chargez ma roulotte ! Dix mille etes vous feront la cour Et ce vieux coeur qui cahote Chante que vous serez troubadours ; Ainsi s'en ira
hushed Ira?s folks was hungry Their fields grew thick with weeds But when war came Ira volunteered And forgot the white man?s greed Call him drunken Ira
las risas, cuando la enorme ciencia coma por mí: la tristeza de los que inventaron vivir. Espero estar, prefiero vivir plantado en la tierra matando la ira
No, otra noche más yo sé que ya es tarde y, este mundo no es igual espérame dónde quiera que estés tantas cosas por
Overdose...Comatosed...I feel you close, but you're so very far away. Surrogate...there's no escape. I found a gate, but it's locked so I'm here to stay
(Edgard Scandurra) - 1986 Mais um ano que se passa, mais um ano sem voc, Ja no tenho a mesma idade, envelheco na cidade. Essa vida jogo rapido, para
