he'd seen him there before Turned the cheek cryin', now he feels he's on fire Got burned by the same liquour, quit talkin' fresh He doesn't know how to
at all Be gracious to your mother When you leave this neighbourhood The change is going to do her good Next to me you look bad 'Cos there ain't no fresh
stacks from my tracks like a mu'fucka (fucka) I'll City's on something cold My bank account fat, your wallet got lypo Big bank (check) I'm lysol (fresh
Tutto tutt'intorno sembra impossibile tutto tutt'intorno poco credibile?.. UN BEL DI VEDREMO??. Tutto tutt'intorno sembra impossibile tutto tutt'intorno
I taste the leather Of your skin on another Do what you must dear Don't look down- Down on me 'cause you- you are only That which you see Black is the
Take this kiss upon the brow And in parting from you now Thus much let me avow Yet if hope has flown away In a night or in a day And all that we see
It was many years ago, by the sounding sea There lived a maiden known as
By a route obscure and lonely Haunted by ill angels only Where an Eidolon name Night On a black throne reigns upright I have reached those lands but
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven That rustle through the unquiet heaven Uneasily, from morn till even Over the violets there that lie In myriad
[Instrumental]
Broken is the golden bowl, the spirit flown forever Let the bell toll And Guy de Vere - hast thou no tear? Weep now or nevermore Let the burial rite
Thou wast all that to me For whom my soul did pine A green island in sea A fountain and a shrine A dream to bright to last But to be overcast A voice
Twas noontide of summer And it was mid-time of night Star in their orbits shining Pale, so pale through the light I gazed a while And I turn away to
Of what in other world shall be, and given in beauty by our God to those alone Who otherwise should fall from life and Heaven Drawn by their hearts passion
never seen again Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh
(Testo e Musica: Andrea ?Ra? Finocchi) Sai che devo stare un po? piu solo.. Almeno un'ora al giorno e poi.. ti sposo! Vuoi capire (oppure no)!.. che
Dulce mirada, no me digas nada, yo ya te entendi. No me esperabas, y ahora ya es tarde, muy tarde para mi. Triste deseo, te echaba de menos, sali a la