Many lives they come, many lives they go Without reason In my heart I know I cannot let go Without reason Little children don't you feel so sad When
When you hear them talking Saying things that you don't understand Just keep on walking And tell 'em you don't give a damn! Don't call me brother, I
? From luxury to heartache Such a long way to find that you were mourning From luxury to heartache Such a long way you gave me little warning From luxury
, will you catch my fall Am I playing the loser's game From luxury to heartache Such a long way to find that you were mourning From luxury to heartache
Traduzione: Culture Club. Dal lusso al Heartache.
I hurt you darling Don't ask me why Move move move away from me darling I never said I'd hold your hand Move move move away from me darling I never said
: When you hear them talking Saying things you don't understand Just keep on walking And tell 'em you don't give a damn! Don't call me brother I ain'
: Oh yeah baby I wanna tell you something girl God intended and you planned it It was meant to be Like a lover, or a brother I'll shield you from the
: Well you tried so hard to change the story It was love but it was nothing new Just a question of a moment's glory Cos you want to take it all for you
(I get so tired of speaking) What if you're a lonely boy? What if you're a broken man? What if you're just tired of speaking? I live with my heartache
: Woman, thank you thank you God thank you woman What we have is something special Something quite unique What we have should last forever Heaven at
: Many lives they come, many lives they go Without reason In my heart I know I cannot let go Without reason Little children don't you feel so sad When
till you touched me Fear had no place to hide I felt nothing but sadness Love is the great divide Felt like someone was counting The tears that rushed from
: Play Playing with my sexuality Play with your body, with your mind All you pretty people staring at the wall Gonna make it easy, easy for all When
will you catch my fall Am I playing the loser's game From luxury to heartache Such a long way to find that you were mourning From luxury to heartache
: This is America The land of dreams You're lifting me up again I feel dangerous scared My children don't like thunder My children don't like rain My