adverti que solo habria un intento entre tu y yo, y ahora esta todo imperfecto nada, nada, no te mereces ya nada ?te importa si dolio? Logicamente no y
sin ti This is a beautiful life Oh! Nos queda tanto por sentir This is a beautiful -beautiful- life Las calles dormiran, despertara tu amor Parado el tiempo, solos tu y
como el mar, que viene y se va. Pero en cambio tu si sabes como amar. Se que fue un error no decirte que no. Y ahora estoy hundido al fondo en tu dolor
no pensar en ti? Arrastrando suenos para huir de aqui Y amar.... Sin nadar entre tus besos de sal Y ahora solo me faltas tu faltas tu, no estas Y ahora
a no pensar en ti? Arrastrando suenos para huir de aqui Y amar.... Sin nadar entre tus besos de sal Y ahora solo me faltas tu faltas tu, no estas Y
you take fate just like a machine unable to react with the heart of stainless steel you only count the facts you fought your soul with all your might
I?ve been mixed in dark and light today, you know And I?m sure it does not please or bless or show Still there?s something to be said However far beyond
If you're out on a Saturday night, head downtown to the city lights, They've got everything you're looking for, who knows what's behind that door, "D'
The Words of the Forest-King on the Eve of the Nexus: I am the immortal King of the Deep Woods, Servitor of the Old Gods of the Forest... I hear the whispered
One night she came in from the cold Like a long lost friend, someone to hold She said, don't ask me now 'cause what's in a name But when I'm gone you'
Indifference surrounds me / yet my heart is secure The shadows grow stronger / yet my spirit is protected Observing the extreme absurdities Still my heart
Every picture has its shadows And it has some source of light Blindness, blindness and sight The perils of benefactors The blessings of parasites Blindness
Gather 'round in the main square come tonight my child see the end of a sinful life the end of mischievous lies So I went among the crowd the whispers
{Grand Corps Malade:} Ete mil huit cent soixante-huit, quelque part dans l' Grand Ouest Il a saute sur son cheval pour disparaitre en un geste La porte