este corazon latiendo te conservo, porque eres mi angel angel, tu recuerdo es mi oracion, angel, vives en mi corazon, angel, mi angel, mi angel quiero
I)Allemande d'Angleterre (1557) Claude Gervaise (sec. XVI) II)Pavane "Belle qui tiens ma vie" (1588) Thoinot Arbeau (1519 - 1595) Belle qui tiens
tu boca la boquita mas bella, Tienes la mirada de un angel, de un angel. Tu eres una cosita bonita, se me hace facil enamorarme, Tu tienes una bella carita de angel
They found new ways like Twenty first century slaves They put the chains Inside our brains They found new ways like Twenty first century slaves
LA face with an oakland booty Thats what my wife got she don't act snooty Ay thats a bay thang so come with that A game, but be on the A list, to see an LA Chick Los Angeles
angel For one moment of love I wish I had your angel Your Virgin Mary undone I`m in love with my lust Burning angelwings to dust I wish I had your angel
on the shores of parallel There may be a holy conference held somewhere discussing all mankind Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware I say maybe we are entertaining angels unaware Angels
Sgretolare il muro, solido e sicuro per esaudire il sogno, sparire dal tuo regno tento l'evasione,da te mio carceriere e voglio respirare quell'aria
Simon, desde que te fuiste tengo que decir Que la verdad, no estamos nada mal sin ti Tambien es cierto que podriamos estar mejor Pero ya ves, las buenas
. pierdo la esperanza, la tengo que comprar. Apunalan indefensos corazones de cemento. Llanto con sonido y sabor a gusto amargo. Angeles del olvido, Angeles del olvido, Angeles
A la recherche du plaisir, Tu passes tes nuits sans dormir, Tu fuis ces heures sans chaleur, Qui te brulent le coeur. Et tu cours Apres l'amour, Jour
J'ai pas trouve mon chemin, J'ai pas trouve ma voix, J'ai pas trouve les mots pour devenir quelqu'un de bien. J'ai vole un dico, pour bien causer la
When the phone calls - I blew it I'm going home - I blew it You know, so, well where I'm going So long - leave me alone The times change - I don't believe
(John Dowland) [Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil...]
The palace guards are all sleeping Their fires burn into the night There's a threat of rain on the dark horizon And all that?s left is a quarter moon
