Traduzione: Rivera, Ariel. Tunay Na Ligaya (Alternate Mix).
Traduzione: Sarah Geronimo. Tunay Talaga.
Traduzione: Piolo Pascual. Nagmamahal Ng Tunay.
See there's this lady, that lives on the street She has no job, no home, no family And she barely has the chance to even eat So she begs, and steals,
Elle a du vent dans la tete et ses souvenirs qui s'envolent c'est pour ca qu'on la rejette c'est pour ca qu'on la dit folle alors elle parle aux oiseaux
sisters pass the taco smell that's on your hands Home from school where's the head because my thoughts with the dead Hit my head, hit my head, hit my head upside the bed Tuna
Cuentan la historia de un dia sin fin. Anos atras, lejos de aqui, un hombre cualquiera, sin rumbo ni paz. Nada en las manos, dejo todo atras. En
Ce soir je m?en vais vers le large Sur ce rafiot ,qui a passe l?age De pleurer chaque depart, pare pour larguer les amarres On embrasse les femmes ,les
Oye mami vive tu aventura... Una vez te escribi una cancion Y en ella te pedi que se le lograra aquel amor Y hoy caminando por la calle por casualidad
Yeah... You could call a man a bum with disgust on your morning run Cause he lives outside in the street, you don't know this But you've failed to realise
I'm walking through this town alone tonight I'm seeing faces I've never seen before The streets are filled with rain as it pours down And somehow I don
I ain't got no home Ain't got no papers I ain't got no job I ain't got no bucks Ain't got no time left Ain't got nowhere Nowhere to hide And this is
Une bande de thons remontant la riviere, Pour frayer gaiement, pour frayer gaiement, Une bande de thons remontant la riviere, S'en allait gaiement, fuyant
Oh, no, no, no, no No, no, no, beggin', beggin' Hello, I'm standin' out here at the front door Hello, can you hear me? I'm at the front door And my
Waiting here for you to call me For you to tell me that everything's a big mistake Waiting here in this rainfall, feeling so small This dream was not
I am no one But I am well known For I am the Man With the Dogs I stare at you shopping Watch while you're walking Two dogs run around your toes
Sixteen, on the honor roll I wish that I was dead Parents hate me, I got zits And bruises 'round my head Pressure's on to get good grades So I
I don't need your way of life I can't stand your attitudes I can do without your strife I don't need this fucking world I don't need this fucking