O homem velho deixa a vida e morte para tras Cabeca a prumo, segue rumo e nunca, nunca mais O grande espelho que e o mundo ousaria refletir os seus sinais
me guia. Quer andar de carro velho, amor Que venha Pois eu sei que andar a pe, amor E lenha, Quer andar de carro velho, amor Que venha Pois eu sei que
que nao deveria ver Eles so creem naquilo Que passa na TV E minha mae dizia Um velho ditado Que macaco nao olha Pro seu proprio rabo E minha mae dizia Um velho
Jacques Brel ? Rosa Lobato Faria Amor que grita, amor que cala / amor que ri, amor que chora / mil vezes eu peguei na mala / mil vezes tu te foste embora
: Jacques Brel ? Rosa Lobato Faria Amor que grita, amor que cala / amor que ri, amor que chora / mil vezes eu peguei na mala / mil vezes tu te foste
mim (Carro velho pra qua??) Eu tenho raiva do mundo Eu tenho raiva de mim Eu tenho raiva de tudo, de tudo que eu na?o posso ter Carro velho Carro velho
He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak him near He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak
Strange things happen in nighttime hours Yesterday's buds, tomorrow's flowers Those who speak numbers, refuse the great forgiver Powerful men raise your
Oh, how I miss thee hills and dales And vales and trails of old Bavaria Oh, it's such bliss to kiss the Miss I miss Like this in old Bavaria Oh, the
Ooh, this old heart of mine, been broken thousand times Each time you break away, I fear you're gone to stay Lonely nights that come, memories that go
This old heart of mine It broke a thousand times Each night me break away I feel you're going to stay Lonely nights has come Many reads assumes [unverified
Rows of angels in the snow Hugs and kisses by the mistletoe Sugarplum fairies everywhere Must be that time of year (Same old, same old) Stars that shine
You were my sunshine, my only sunshine. You made me happy when skies were blue. You'll never know, dear, how much I loved you. How could you take my sunshine
Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes of the old
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The girl's a fool, she broke the rule, she hurt him hard This time he will break down She's lost his trust and so she must know all is lost The system
(No I'm being serious) Yo, Its the Wild Wild West You came to the right place my man Get Ready, here we go (New Shit!) Welcome my Friends to the