Ni thiocfaimid slan / go deo na ndeor Ach siochain a Breith ann / adeir an mor-shlua Feicim mo shiolra / sinte ar chre 'S a dtiocfaidh o'n iasacht / geag le
?Donde dormira esta noche ese pobre viejo, el que vaga por la calle sin tener morada, con la suerte consumida, como su pellejo, con las manos abatidas
You?re baby?s going out But she doesn?t wanna go with you When the beat is loud Then she wants to dance with someone new She moves with the disco nation
I don't know but I've been told The streets of hell are paved with gold Crazy, crazy You told me that nothing's free Except my own insanity Crazy, maybe
far away train takes you to the grave The trip stirs up hatred and bitter But when you'll be there you won't have time to think instinct and reason are
tes yeux qui rient Y'a cette petite flamme qui crie Qui brule et qui brille Juste un regard pour comprendre Que c'est dans tes yeux Que j'me sens le mieux
[Music: Brian/Cam, Lyrics: Tony] Come back to me. I was your everything... Everything plus more I could ever ask for. No way out from this. I lied,
why are we even breathing? if the only reason to exist (is to stare skyward and put my hands together) then why am i even here? to serve a myth (and
He's riding down 'cross a field but nothing is the same This place he knew as Hammerfest When the old Gods reigned The army of demons rides By his side
In eternal Silence we are drawn Buried in Stone Dust on my Hands One hundred Years In the pale Shine of a dying Sun I fly beneath the Clouds Like
I, I woke up The God of fire woke me up At the edge of burning ground I'm, I'm damned To put out the fire My hand is a trap for that fire It won't
We're doing well just now, you know Bobbin' along like a couple of boats in the sunshine Just happy to watch the world go by And it's feelings like this
Es ist schon langst vorbei noch tut es weh ich sehne mich und darf es nicht manchmal, wunsch ich mir du warst noch bei mir - im Traum doch der Morgen
Yo tengo cuatro claveles uno por cada motivo el encuentro, tu mirada mi secreto, nuestro olvido estoy jugando con fuego y en la yema de los dedos tengo
[HOMUNKULUS (entfacht ein Zundholz)] [Cello] [HOMUNKULUS (spricht)] Brenne, Feuer, Zungelzorn. Lohe saust in Woll? und Dorn. Flammen, Funken, grelle
I opened the fire door to four lips None of which were mine Kissing Tightened my belt around my hips Where your hands were missing And stepped out into
You've got my undivided attention It's my intention to move, to move to the beat Now that my rhythm's back on track I'm attracted Whoa oh, you know
You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer