Traducción: Ropero, Jerry. A Tempestade.
Traducción: Ropero, Jerry. Dance With You.
(feat. Natalie Peris) I cant believe that years past... Seems like yesterday was that day... I wanna dance with you (forever)... This is the time to
There'll be shouting on the hills of glory Shouting on the hills shouting on the hills There'll be shouting on the hills of glory There'll be shouting
To everyone who's lost someone they love Long before it was their time You feel like the days you had were not enough When you said goodbye And to all
I was alright for a while, I could smile for a while Then I saw you last night, you held my hand so tight When you stopped to say, "Hello" You wished
Sometimes I get too drunk I feel so goddamned low I have no place to go, no one to turn to I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be But it
Cartridge siedges of racer teams slide in tubes through icey streams, slide in curve from 6 and 8 Thrills in centigrades Suits as tight as second skin
[Cairn Warrior in Advocated Manner:] Stones of power Stillness of her spawn Gems of symbols Re-illuminating Dawn She cries the quiet lake Weeping waters
Basta de clamares inoc6encia Eu sei todo o mal que a mim voc fez Voc desconhece conscincia S deseja o mal de quem o bem te fez Basta, no ajoelhes, v embora
Stumbled out into the day you missed Watch out forget what's on your lips As they peel and blister in the sun Watch out forget whets on your lips Last
On the back of the schoolbus singing, "I Love Rock and Roll" put another dime in the jukebox, Let the Good Times Roll Grab the back of a Buick Skylark
Blushing skin is whispering slight of tongue, can kill so softly Velvet lips sing lullabies so satin sleek but still so costly Knees weaken crumble and
Adrenaline is flowing your nervous fingers lightly drumming chords click into silver jacks you flick the switch the tubes are humming The lights go down
Feel the burn and the fury of my pen feel the fire, as I fan the flames again brace yourself for the mediocre Hail the king of the almost good enough
You wake up in the morning you punch the clock before you ever rub your eyes and all the breath you're taking in is spent up on some distant longing sigh
Underwater, trapped inside a sinking bunker twenty-five feet below a german Junker Doctor Venom points the 30 Browning gotta stop his plan, gotta save
I've been taking the wrong way just so I won't fall for you. Every time I hear your voice, it just cleaves my heart in two Like a kamikaze strapped with