a mi piel donde viven los besos ke olvidaste una vez por rincones secretos ke te lleve a mi amor yo abrire la ventana porque sigo creyendo en los cuentos de hadas
I believe in fairy tales Where knights in shinin' Armour come along You were my knight in shining Armour And you stole my heart with a song You gave
You ran around Inside my head When you passed out I felt dead And I realized You make me live And when my world Starts to cave in You jump inside And
ein kleines mA¤rchen von nem prinz der alles hat und seine diener hA¶ren ihm zu, wenn er die grA¶A?ten sorgen hat er darf alles machen, darf alles tun
Tonight there isn't any light under your door I guess you must be somewhere breathing Where skin and everything still know what they are for And blood
Tonight there isn't any light under your door I guess you must be somewhere breathing where skin and everything still know what they are for and blood
E se sorridi tu e spazzi via le nuvole rimango solo io la fata delle nuvole. Non mi ricordo piu nemmeno la tristezza quell'aria di magia in ogni mia
17 and running up the stairs my baby bear 7 lonely hours that I?ve been without a shower Until You and I meet in the bathroom with the water on Steaming
Sono soltanto passate tre ore e sei gia' cosi' tanto lontano Con il ricordo di te che mi abbraciavi e mi parlavi piano piano cammino un po', con la testa
by Rodney Crowell / Beth Nielsen Chapman From Jon Randall "Cold Coffee Morning" Unreleased CD Elektra / Asylum Records 1999 She close that door She
17 and running up the stairs my baby bear 7 lonely hours that I've been without a shower Until You and I meet in the bathroom with the water on Steaming
My daddy has a gun it's not a toy but it's loads of fun You gotta hold it till you hear it click Things like that'll make your mamma sick It's easy as
(scena sesta) nello stagno Gebbia conduce Pauro a palazzo, attraverso lo stagno, mostrandogli segreti delle rane che nessun uomo ha mai visto prima d'
Quando il gigante si sveglia non sbagli, dal tiglio e caduta una foglia. Dorme di un sonno leggero ma dice davvero: - Paura non ho -. I passi (Che passi
Giu in paese grande festa, ringraziamo la Vergine Maria, forse il fato o la tempesta, come d?incanto se l?e portati via. Dacci oggi il pane quotidiano
Mastro Giovanni lavorava gli stivali e la sua adorata moglie lo aiutava e al villaggio la fama del vecchio cresceva ancora. La bottega di ferri ed arte
Everyone around me seems to be ageing by the day lines like war maps upon their faces where is our neverland? where is our innocence? for all i want
