Übersetzung: Last Winter. By The Way.
perfectly clear That without you I can't do And you wore through my weathered ears And without you I can't do it at all By the way I'm alive again And
s right but maybe soon ill make her proud making legal money with my music while I move the crowd but now I gotta struggle day by night and night by day
! Yeah did you remember the tip of tender fender bender from last September you let me enter the center so we went through the Winter? Then we had a little
Voice:] Strolling In The Park, And Watching Winter Turn To Spriing Strolling In The Park, And Watching Winter Turn To Spriing Strolling In The Park, And Watching Winter
: [Music by Dream Theater] [Lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [I. The Crimson Sunrise] [Instrumental] [II. Innocence] I remember a time My frail, virgin mind
it might find Life was filled with wonder I felt the warm wind blow I must explore the boundaries Transcend the depths of winter's snow Innocence caressing
knows The way love goes. Oooh, remember this, For no-one knows The way life goes. We walked the road together One last time By moonlight, As underneath
heaven Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes Thank God, what a guy as I say my grace Who woulda thought by making birds migrate For the winter I
business Caught him on taxes Guess you're black You got to know your limits And everybody try to be happy some way I think of dinners in the winters on
- fuck is the deal? Nah youknahI'msayin I'm on my way fo' sho' Nah well Kejuan and Murph they with me already And you know Leezy on his way we gonna
by nine Livin hell stone wall metal bars for the gods in jail My nickname the can, the slammer, the big house I'm the place many fear cause there's no way
north winds blow Sucked along By a winter shower To stand beside your shining tower This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance
Frost will cover the face of the earth And the everlasting winter will freeze their hearts The creation sons will pay one by one They'll all come to
last winter playing in the sand With the prisoners of the motherland Damn hotel is feeling like a cell And even paradise can be so cruel Sitting by the
Couple joints ago I was right on that ave wit'cha Mad bigger than the cats David Tyree had last winter I'm not a made-up character That's a Puerto Rican
land grows weary of its own Oh coma way o coma wa o coma o coma way say I Oh coma way o coma wa o coma o coma way say I Oh, oh, oh On borderland we
blinded by light I want you wake up and Come back Feel the snow upon your face The last flight is very short Feel the wind of winter night As mourning
