* Badem * Ikinci ayr?l?k zor geldi bana Sensiz olmad? anlad?m gec olsada * Ozlem Tekin * Yaln?zm?s?n sende sensiz gecelerde Hic dusundun mu napar?m
nedelja, poslednje pripreme za maturu. Virili smo u daljine puni nade. Preko gimnazijskog bedema, k'o pravi dekor za avanturu prosuo je ne?ni purpur divlji badem
I didn?t mean it, it was friendly fire. I didn?t want to, but now I have to admire your persistence and I, if given a try may synchronize. But my instinct
You placate cuz you don?t want to show what you feel like Your own mother doesn?t know what you?ve been dreaming at night. I?ve been sneaking in behind
Did you fall off the boat and drown? Are you finding your way around? Are you crumbling like Rome? Are you finally finding your way home? Paint the
A seven summer itch, no end in sight My recluse heart you took outright. A delusionist in love is something to behold, Confident in doubt, knowing not
I used to be the one you could rely on, I used to be the one. You never liked the parties yet you always felt you missed out. To me, there was nothing
Sing sweet to me, sing sweetly in the night. In the night you come to me, in the night you whisper away, whisper... ?When I go I?m not away, when I stay
It?s easy to ignore what you deserve when you?re so unsure It?s easy to say ?I don?t belong? When you?ve been gone for so long. But I?ve got your face
Sometimes six strings are not enough and sometimes one is just too much. In the night, there shot eleven stars, lying on the border of the yard: A shadow
Bayou bone dead and gone Pray it in place, a palm full of gold And make it a lie. The madness of we lay thick in the steam The swamp entraps yet nurtures
It?s not what it seems when you see me in your dreams And I?d kick everything aside just to know you well. Give up all your plans tonight, We can sit
The only years of my life I?ve ever known are the ones that lent well to memory. Oh well. The frozen years of my life, they came along, and died the
The filtered cigarettes, the golden rim. The filtered cigarettes, you fill the ash-tray to the brim. It all seems so... The cafe where you meet your
You've got nothing to say Watch your own life my friend Shut your mouth and it will be ok... Keep your distance it will be ok... Don't share your opinion
What d'you think about love lyrics in this type of song WE TRY TO GET SO PROUD What d'you feel about french lyrics on a punk rock song WE TRY TO GET
Will your hands run on my desire Will you like it, hope you won't stop Goddamn, can you feel the fire When my body aches Watch your pretty breast While
No matter what you feel Don't need any friend Just get away I'm suffocating You get on my nerves and anyway I am so tired That know eveything about (
