: Piano americano e sfioro il tavolo con una mano. Pomeriggio strano, e un desiderio che e fuggito lontano. Polvere, gran confusione, un grigio salone
: Due ore di polvere da attraversare quasi un deserto e finalmente il mare amore di mare piu che di te e dondolando penso ai fatti miei e con il
: [Fm-tuning] Texas can you hear me? Speed up on the dawn. To the pains and blues of Houston, In the sun. Where home is a rust [?] In the parish of
: For my days vanish like smoke My bones burn like glowing embers My heart is blinded and withered like grass I forget to eat my food Because of my loud
: In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral Hey, get in line for tragic
: All the wretched things have done are now submerged in Blood, who is responsible for all of this love? It's true, we cannot live without forgiveness
: (Fossati - Prudente) Due ore di polvere da attraversare Quasi un deserto, e finalmente il mare Amore di mare, piu che di te E dondolando penso ai fatti
: Dans ce desert Torride enfer Une poussiere Dans vos silences Le vide immense Quelqu'un s'avance Que nous veut-il ? Paisible ? hostile ? Ainsi soit
: All alone at night no chance To rest your weary head Cause i am the creator of all pain and sorrow I'm out to get your soul and once You see me all
: Polvo en el aire y asientos vacios, comienza el baile despues de silbar. Todo estaba mejor cuando estaba contigo, dime que noche te toca librar, me
: You rise. You lift the weight from off your head. Amazed, I'm stunned to see the sun. We're almost there. You look me square in the eyes and I can'
: Tornare indietro e difficile ci siamo fatti troppo bene e troppo male, ora vedo solo polvere e piu... niente
: the towers that shoulder your pride the words you've written in stone sand will cover them, sand will cover you the streets that suffer your name your
: oh i seen a dust on her face sugar the tale of the brother cakes dark light votive residing untold glittering a number beat into the wall wound pest
: All the blank faces walking around us They mean nothing Candles in the dark Every speck of dust in this universe, floating around us Candles in the
: [Wagner/Wagner] It's been a long night and it's cold there, outside As I watch the break of day It's starting to rain like the sky is crying in pain
: Goodbye you bastard. Good luck motherfucker. It was out of the water and I wished I had drowned. And it's the greatest mistake. Wounds neatly placed
: I am disposable, I know. About the way I look, how laughable, I know. But what I really am you will never ever know, Who I really am I will never ever