Testi:
Kliche

Traduzione: Kliche. Dietro la Monti Rossi.

Sometimes I think of old friends But they all seem the same Then I see them, and they can't remember my name I guess I'm just like them, I guess I'm

Ascending out from the fields Many flames will burn again tonight The helmets shining in glamour And the shields so clean and bright Sounds of iron

I was in New York hanging out with the freaks, Everybody stopped and turn it up in the streets, And as I can move me the way they got me to, With the

The way you were so sweet and pure so innocent the way you were so sweet and pure so innocent where did you go wrong why did you change where did you

Can you stand up straight and proud in your decisions that you've made don't hold back, scream out loud if you broke down it happens once or twice get

911] Atencion a todas las unidades Llamado de emergencia del sistema 911 Hombre moribundo con aparente ataque cardiaco Necesitamos asistencia de inmediato

La douceur d'un soir, a t'ecouter me parler de tes peines chasser tous tes regrets Laisse moi m'asseoir, a tes cotes cette fois ma reine laisse moi te

Sono qui come se Fosse tutto un cliche cio che resta e vilta di una vita da re Prendimi e sceglimi per la mia infedelta tanto che apparira tutto a un