when i'm looking for the perfect things some fantasies they save me with the grace - it's a precious land all around me little things are shining like
It is just raining, it is just micro macro mood It is just no words to say, it is just being in love It is just fragility, its so unknown aha aha Its
In the other room I'm the other girl Just another one Of your children It's this other face This other name I'm the other girl Want to be in the other
I feel And get ready to swallow one more time 'N caress the little world travelling with me 'N just keep dreaming dreaming dreaming. Oh I should not be worried There's
I need some darkness and sunshine I'm still afraid of being unkind I remember but I forget I forget I forget I'd like some order, Just some order round
Oh she says I'll let you be In your little world 'n like an angel She's leaving. She's right I'm in my own world Just listening to my silence There is
Parlami come il vento fra gli alberi Parlami come il cielo con la sua terra Non ho difese ma Ho scelto di essere libera Adesso a la veritaA L'unica
someone's waiting You'd better run up those stairs Somebody's waiting You're so tired after you've worked But you know you can miss things It's so powerful
Here it comes the joy of being alone Im such a child on my own, just a child on my own Cause I know its true and I see its right I know its true and
Love love love love love love love I have to say it 7 times Love love love love love love love I have to say it 7 times Nothings growing here Nothing
all you need Stop Making yourselself right Stop Thinking what's right I'll love you like I wath a flower Stop Making yourself right Thinking what's
home. They're ready now,and a strong wind's blowing On the way down. All seems to be bigger. And the way up. It's a funny picture of me Loking like a
When I'm looking for the perfect things Some fantasies they save me with the grace - it's a precious land All around me little things are shining like
Traducción: Elisa. Mundial de Asile.
: When I'm looking for the perfect things Some fantasies they save me with the grace - it's a precious land All around me little things are shining like
