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Fabrizio De Andrè. Tre Madri. Fabrizio De Andrè. Drei Mütter.
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: Madre di Tito: "Tito, non sei figlio di Dio, ma c'e chi muore nel dirti addio". Madre di Dimaco: "Dimaco, ignori chi fu tuo padre, ma piu di

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10000 Maniacs. My Mother The War. 10000 Maniacs. My Mother The War.
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: She borders the pavement flanks avenues parades pass white glove attended by my mother the war she'll raise a shaft lift a banner toss a rose

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Adriano Celentano. Tutto da mia madre. Adriano Celentano. Alles von meiner Mutter.
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: Ho imparato tutto da mia madre Fare il bagno in vasca da mia madre Ridere e cantare da mia madre Ma a far la corte da papa Giocare a carte da papa

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Ben Harper. If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again (Bonus Track). Ben Harper. Wenn ich hören konnte, My Mother Pray Again (Bonus Track).
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: How sweet and happy seem, those days of which I dream Memory recalls them now and then And with what rapture sweet, my weary heart will beat If I could

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Boney M. Motherless Child. Boney M. Motherless Child.
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: Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child A long way from home A

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Camela. Mi Madre Mi Reina. Camela. Meine Mutter Meine Königin.
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: Yo te canto madre mi alegria Por haberme dado tu la vida. Nueve lunas me llevaste En tu ser yo me movia, Siempre me cuidaste Con carino y me decias

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Chely Wright. Between A Mother And A Child. Chely Wright. Zwischen Mutter und Kind.
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: I know you don't like me Don't like the things I do The saddest part just might be That I don't like you too You think you know my story Well maybe

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Deez Nuts. I Don't Give A Mother Fuck. Deez Nuts. Ich gebe nicht Mutter Fick.
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: Everyday it's the same, with you lames it aint your business but you gotta have your say, won't do shit but you talk a big game fuckin' nobody's

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Diam's. Sur La Tête De Ma Mère. Diam ist. Auf der Spitze meiner Mutter.
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: Tu vas comprendre pourquoi je ne jure jamais sur la tete de ma mere... Elle vaut beaucoup trop chere... Heureusement.. Heureusement qu'on herite pas

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Dritte Wahl. Mutters Tränen. Dritte Wahl. Mutters Tränen.
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: Er war sehr jung fast noch ein Kind Von gerade 16 Jahren Hitlers Aufruf folgte er blind Ist an die Front gefahren Er traumte nur davon ein Held zu

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Eric Clapton. Motherless Child. Eric Clapton. Motherless Child.
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: If I mistreat you girl, I sure don't mean no harm. If I mistreat you girl, I sure don't mean no harm. Well, I'm a motherless child; I don't know right

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Eric Clapton. Motherless Children. Eric Clapton. Motherless Children.
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: Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord. Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord. They don't have anywhere

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Fiorella Mannoia. L Altra Madre. Fiorella Mannoia. Die "andere Mutter.
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: Un altro giorno passa via e ti ritrovi ancora lungo la stessa ferrovia che ti colora il mondo e gli attimi come un fuoco di paglia che da il calore

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Ghostface Killah. Motherless Child. Ghostface Killah. Motherless Child.
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: [Sometimes I feel... like a motherless child] (Yo yo guzzlin forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt) The wiley Wu-Tang comes back, Iron Man strikes

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Gianni Morandi. Fatti Mandare Dalla Mamma.... Gianni Morandi. Fakten von ihrer Mutter geschickt ....
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: E? un?ora che aspetto davanti al portone; su, trova una scusa per uscire di casa Fatti mandare dalla mamma a prendere il latte devo dirti qualche

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Grand Corps Malade. Pères Et Mères. Grand Corps Malade. Väter und Mütter.
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: Depuis la nuit des temps l'histoire des peres et des meres prosperent. Sans sommaire et sans faire d'impairs, j'enumere pele-mele, Peres Meres. Il

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Haftbefehl. Wie Die Tränen Meiner Mutter. Haftbefehl. Wie Die Tränen Meiner Mutter.
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: Haftbefehl: Das hier ist meine Welt, die Welt in der nur Hass regiert. Die Halfte der Kanacken hier sind schon im Knast krepiert. Alles ist dreckig