Nah nah nah Gi'me your love nah nah nah Verse1 Come and talk your world to me Cause I've been watching you get closer Come and tell me what you feel
Voice l'epoque du swing! Vive l'epoque du swing! Que fais-tu si ennuye? Ni pour moi c'est l'epoque revee Saut en arriere dans le passe Jusqu'a l
One two Comin for you Yo yo yo Last night, I didn't know what to write so I broke my pen in half, in a violent rage Opened my journal, then let the
che si perdono dentro me innamorato io non sono stato mai Ma quante lacrime versero? E quante notti in bianco davanti a un cielo stanco il grido del silenzio
Wasser des Lebens Trage mich Fuhr' mich aus dem Dunkel Aus dem Dunkel in's Licht Nimm mich mit auf die Reise In andere Welten In das Land der Freiheit
His eye has caught me now I can't escape his gaze The Artist holds me up under the light, appraising me In shame, I cast my eyes to the ground He'll
Wake from your sleep, from the depths of this lifeless trance Where you wait for death to claim you and return you to the ground, to clay and dust The
I stumble in the mist, my walk is bent, my strength drifts away It's drowning in the silt I bleed myself, I fall asleep; In waking all is lost, without
Gather the memoirs, all the essential thoughts Or the assembly will weave the threads of our laws They will advance the ruse, they are the deceivers
Grip my hand, child in the ashes, I'll take you to a safer place Freedom is assured, you will find comfort there In sanctuary you will be secure Rest
Fan the fire We march the pass of the nightmare range We ford the stream of the fallen wraiths Listen to the call of the carrion; the ominous musical
Pleure pas. T'as les yeux trop beaux pour ca. Pleure pas, Ou bien moi, je pleure avec toi. Pleure pas. Mon pauvre grande, j'peux pas voir ca ! Tais-toi
You won?t feel any pain. In the time it takes your heart to beat you?ll never beat me again. I promise you if this trigger doesn?t stick you are through
io vivo, io grido, non puoi fermarmi mai ti vorrei, con me eh! Ti sfido, ti vivo, io ti respiro io, io vivo, io grido, non puoi fermarmi mai ti vorrei
Si je t?ai blessee Si j?ai noirci ton passe Viens pleurer au creux de mon epaule Viens tout contre moi Et si je fus maladroit Je t?en prie, cherie, pardonne
posso perdere dammi forza ancora nasce dentro me un grido forte della mia liberta fai parte io non so dove andro quante volte dovro cadere e ritornare su io vivro, gridero cosi forte e nel mio grido
Je ne suis pas litterature Je ne suis pas photographie Ni decoration ni peinture Ni traite de philosophie Je ne suis pas ce qu'on murmure Aux enfants
[chorus:] Told ya'll I was gonna bump like this Ya'll didn't think that I could bump like this Said I told ya'll I was gonna bump like this Turn around
