Oh-oh-oh I'll burn the maps And feel the people all lost inside you Stamp your feet if you know where you're from. Love's a rose in the snow You turn
Traduzione: Big Pink. Perquisire.
Traduzione: Il Fresco. Cesto di serpenti.
So say one and so say all Say what you gotta say Or don't say nothing at all You been tossin' and turnin' through soft sticky nights While the Bronx
Take this kiss upon the brow And in parting from you now Thus much let me avow Yet if hope has flown away In a night or in a day And all that we see
It was many years ago, by the sounding sea There lived a maiden known as
By a route obscure and lonely Haunted by ill angels only Where an Eidolon name Night On a black throne reigns upright I have reached those lands but
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven That rustle through the unquiet heaven Uneasily, from morn till even Over the violets there that lie In myriad
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Broken is the golden bowl, the spirit flown forever Let the bell toll And Guy de Vere - hast thou no tear? Weep now or nevermore Let the burial rite
Thou wast all that to me For whom my soul did pine A green island in sea A fountain and a shrine A dream to bright to last But to be overcast A voice
Twas noontide of summer And it was mid-time of night Star in their orbits shining Pale, so pale through the light I gazed a while And I turn away to
Of what in other world shall be, and given in beauty by our God to those alone Who otherwise should fall from life and Heaven Drawn by their hearts passion
All the neighbours never see me But they wonder why I walk around at night he gets hungry - I go hunting In the moonlit streets For somebody that's right
Bene, mi fai bene e mi fai male...male, mi fai male e mi fai bene bene, mi fai bene e mi fai male...male, mi fai male e mi fai bene bene, mi fai bene
(Testo e Musica: Andrea ?Ra? Finocchi) Sai che devo stare un po? piu solo.. Almeno un'ora al giorno e poi.. ti sposo! Vuoi capire (oppure no)!.. che
Dulce mirada, no me digas nada, yo ya te entendi. No me esperabas, y ahora ya es tarde, muy tarde para mi. Triste deseo, te echaba de menos, sali a la
(feat. T.I.) [verse 1] Yea! A-town nigga a nigga dope Boi fresh in dis polo and guess or the guccI and louie shawty aint nuthin less I keep a piece
