are slipping through your fingers Life's bitter journey, towards the end Your time has come Pass the threshold and beyond With a conscience cold as the coins
I stick loneliness, you lips and the two coins of your eyes into my pockets well the train skates into Port Henry late sunday sometimes when I'm riding
Three coins in the fountain, Each one seeking happiness. Thrown by three hopeful lovers, Which one will the fountain bless? Three hearts in the fountain
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the deal? And I came to get my coins! I got hundred dollar bills what the deal? I Cannot collect my coins! I got hundred dollar bills what the deal? Be on my coins
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the unicorn and lion I pray the kids aren't starving No chicken for the Sunday carving I'll stay for one more farthing I take home my notes and coins
slipping through your fingers Life's bitter journey, towards the end Pass the threshold and beyond Your time has come With a conscience cold as the coins
much I stick loneliness, your lips And the two coins of your eyes Into my pockets, yeah, hey I stick loneliness, your lips And the two coins of your
Say you're mine Then ask me what you will All your dreams My darling I'll fulfill Golden coins, I will bring to you Silver trinkets and rubies too In
Three coins in the fountain Each one seeking happiness Thrown by three hopeful lovers Which one will the fountain bless? Three hearts in a fountain Each
This song is instrumental.
[all] three coins in the fountain each one seeking happiness [francis] thrown by three hopeful lovers wich one will the fountain bless? [all] three
Three coins in the fountain Each one seeking happiness Thrown by three hopeful lovers Which one will the fountain bless Three hearts in the fountain
slipping through your fingers Life's bitter journey, towards the end Your time has come Pass the threshold and beyond With a conscience cold as the coins
Traduzione: Martino, Al. Tre soldi nella fontana.
