les autres loin derriere {Refrain:} Nous etions bord a bord a Bora Bora Sous le vent des cocotiers Nous etions bord a bord a Bora Bora Tabarly dansait
Where do we go now? I don't know Innocence over Fading fast And it's hard to know what you're thinking When you hide inside you head You're still promising
Bora Bora Magie noire et vaudou Bora Bora Dans l'ecume indocile Dont le soleil se joue Bora Bora L'esperance est une ile Bora Bora Gardee pas des gourous Bora
are you from? [incomprehensible] How many years? How many years? Ten years time Two thousand years, two million years, so Bora Bora [incomprehensible
Where do we go now? I don't know Innocence over, fading fast And it's hard to know what you're thinking When you hide inside your head You're still promising
autres loin derriere {Refrain:} Nous etions bord a bord a Bora Bora Sous le vent des cocotiers Nous etions bord a bord a Bora Bora Tabarly dansait le
Traduzione: Minogue, Dannii. Who Do You Love Now? (Riva Bora Bora Edit).
j'attendrai... la mer Bora Bora L'esperance est une ile Bora Bora Magie noire et vaudou Bora Bora Dans l'ecume indocile Dont le soleil se joue Bora Bora
: Eu te imagino com outro cara Numa praia em Bora-Bora Agora E me imagino embriagado Jogado no cha?o d'uma espelunca Nunca! E ja? na?o penso em nada
Lucky you look down do you notice me do you remember, the way it used to be some summer, much younger way over the under pass I thought those days would
Back in the age of the natural air breathers When oxygen was still almost free Before chemical foods And pharmaceutical moods And there was chance one
Stuffed man in the yard There's a black dog by the car Reverend Wrinkle drinkin' his tea Can't you see Moonlit man got it all in his head He can find
I try to stay on top of you to hold your body down your shaking seems to hinder every grasp that i had found moving every inch around you to defuse your
[Darkchild:] Yeahh... Uhh... Darkchild! [Ciara:] Shawty you can kiss my swagg Hello, hello, hello, mwah! Hello, hello, hello, hello Everybody riding
be still and sleep. so blind yourself from. misguided senses. ironic at best. it's far from over now. what's so important. composing rapture. and mannerisms
