e un gioco che finisce se senti tutti vissero felici e contenti forse esiste da sempre non importa l?eta perche e vera soltanto a meta! Ogni favola e un gioco e una storia
noi da buoni vecchi ladri rubavamo frasi fatte La la la pallina gira e va ma il croupier lui dice "Rien va plus" la la la lasciatemi giocar ma mi fanno
Vois-tu le vieil homme qui se reveille Et s'demande pourquoi S'annonce un jour de plus, artificiel Journal, tele, repas Quel but le tient lorsque la
Chorus: Here's a little story I got to tell And this dis goes on, again and again Uh, Uh Here's a little story I got to tell And this dis goes on,
in te! Forse e' solo colpa mia,ma ripeto,non sapevo il tuo gioco fatto a tre.umiliarmi e farmi male,ti e' servito a raccontare solo la tua storia in piu
Kann nicht klar atmen Fuhl mich hier nicht frei Seh ich mich um: - Nur Polizei Nicht viel gehabt aber alles gesehen Wie lange soll ich noch hier stehen
[Kensington Palace Hotel 1st script reading of "200 Motels" January 18, 1971] Mark: It's a good thing we get paid to do this. I could be in L.A., getting
[20 seconds of instrumental to open] [The Game] You can catch five, or catch me in the CL-5 Whatever way dog, the Game get live Keepin it gangsta in
Verse 1: Live Now, Die Later, Motha Clapped The Shit Out Of Haterz, Got Niggas Trying To Kiss The Game Goodbye like Jada, Got Ya Shit Push Back Like
No se, si esta fallando, algo tu y yo, ya no es lo mismo y quiero, saber, que nos sucede si es que como antes, tu a mi me quieres. Tengo en mi cabeza
(Dig in,) girl You're gonna get your (last word) (Dig in) from your heels (Now that they're gone) Baby, don't worry Show you how it feels ('Cause
but i just called her hussie. i met him at the candy store. i met, i met, i i i met, i met, i met. i met him at the candy store. i met, i met, i i i
He In a shopping mall Finally met the perfect girl She is all that matters The only one in all the world Like a Barbie doll Oh love is snakes and ladders
[Intro:] Start playin' We gon' talk about these playas We gon' also talk about this game Heh, this game Is somethin' everybody wants to know about But
playground [verse 2] 6 in the morning, nigga yawning I grab my keys to get some joes I started driving, but surprising hell this corner store was closed
Le porte dei giardini sono chiuse, l'inverno ha le sue nevi da portare e se nel cuore canta una canzone fa che un'armonica la suoni piano piano,
These words are useless. If you don't sing for yourself. If you follow everything we say, let your beliefs erode away. The reasons behind are dead and
Hold me back and hold me down Hold me close then push me around Beat me up, beat me down to the ground I'm sure I deserved it Left my world, left me