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Brasile

volo un idea per non morire nei miei sogni c'e' una stella con le centomila lire ciao ciao ciao ciao ciao ciao Brasile Brasile Brasile Brasile

al volo un idea per non morire nei miei sogni c'e' una stella con le centomila lire ciao ciao ciao ciao ciao ciao Brasile Brasile Brasile Brasile

What makes you think that your death is secure? That you won't die alone. Your solace isn't something to seek. It's a sign of the weak. Who will save

(Shneezin) Ey yo Mike (Hm?), Mike (Ja?), Mach mir mal die Schuhe zu. (Mike) Was? Nein! (Shneezin) Hurensohn. (Mike) [...?] barfu?? Lass mal Hunde wecken

Torn and tattered, my soul is losing sail Bruised and battered, my life's a living hell The darkness is blinding me, and grasping for my hand Will I

The shallow voice of the wind cries between these ebony wings The shallow cries of the win sing a swansong for mankind Shine on morning skyfire ablaze

The shallow voice of the wind cries between these ebony wings The shallow cries of the wind sing a swansong for mankind Shine on morning skyfire

coeur Qui t'empeche de courir Mes bras connaissent Mes bras connaissent Mes bras connaissent Une etoile sur le point de s'eteindre Mes bras connaissent Mes bras

What a fellowship, what a joy divine, Leaning on the everlasting arms; What a blessedness, what a peace is mine, Leaning on the everlasting arms. Refrain