Alice was her name Never did know her game, it was another lie She never heard a word I said Just looked at me in the face with another smile Bleeding
I?m a great turtle, Alice. I?m laissez-faire Beneath my terrapace is a palatial layer I don?t want to see inside of you But I?ll stick my head into
LSD, amphetamines and some sort of exotic dopamine agonist.
Sostanze cosmetiche, oh! oh! Distanze poetiche, oh! oh! Di danze estetiche, oh! oh!! Alice canta per sognare, Alice balla per innamorare Ora Alice
When I saw you the other day, I didn't really know what to say Last time we saw long ago, now when I see you I can hardly say hello You always had those
I?ve a DJ, Alice Deejay I?ve a DJ, Alice Deejay I?ve a DJ, Alice Deejay I?ve a DJ, Alice Deejay I?ve a DJ, Alice Deejay I?ve a DJ, Alice Deejay I close
Do you think your better of alone Do you think your better of alone Do you think your better of alone Do you think your better of alone Talk to me Ooooooh
Want you back in my lifeeeeeeee I want you back in my life Want you back by my side 'cause that's where you belong Oh and I I won't give you up I will
I can see it in your eyes..... I can see See it in your eyes I can feel Yes it feels so nice I can tell My love is strong Touch me now you are
Why is it so hard to believe That we're living in a world of dreams We don't deny what our love means now So I know, truth is just an illusion There
Na na na na I don't dare to let it show Therefore you will never know What I really feel inside And how I lay awake at night Will I ever fall in love
Sempre tu, solo tu strano Dio il tuo poche cose, per sentirmi una donna. Zitto amore non parlare non ha senso piu troppo stretta questa stanza voglio
Come vorrei tramutare in oro la vita piena di dolore Illuminare di luce il buio che tiene prigionero il mondo Coltivare un giardino pieno di stelle
Ti voglio amare ti voglio dare ti voglio dare l'entusiasmo di me bambina il primo giorno di scuola. Voglio curare le vibrazioni per non finire come il
Comme tout meurt vite et la rose declose, et les frais manteaux diapres des pres les longs soupirs, les bienaimees, fumees. On voit, dans ce monde
Quante gambe accavallate negli studi e negli uffici, un giornale tra i cespugli, vieni su a vedere i dischi miei. Siamo rimasti senza benzina in aperta
I?ve got to get away I?ve got to move away I?ve got to get away I?ve got to move away I?ve got to get away I?ve got to move away I?ve got to get away
Au pays de Papouasie j'ai caresse la Pouasie... la grace que je vous souhaite c'est de n'etre pas Papouete
