Traducción: La Rondalla De Saltillo. Aguardando o Amanhecer.
Traducción: La Rondalla De Saltillo. Wendoline.
Traducción: La Rondalla De Saltillo. Eu te amo.
Traducción: La Rondalla De Saltillo. Uma História de Amor.
Oh oh oh yeah Babe Last time I thought we had this talk Boy you were getting ready to leave I thought that baby you were done Cause for a while you
Lights out, sucker punch, striked out Called it love, we wrote it then I wiped out Two ships just passin' in the night now Offshore, lookin' for a lighthouse
You say you just want to stand there and dim out Just going to root there in space So because there ain't nobody really joked about your inventory Sub
When you're around Everything's fine Go to town and get quite drunk Throughout the night we'll be alright Cos I'm never down When you're around Down down
I'll be the round about, the words will make you out 'n' out I spend the day your way Call it morning, driving through the sound And in and out the valley
I'll be the roundabout The words will make you out an' out You spend the day your way Call it morning driving Through the south In an' out the valley
Realizing a form out of stone Set hands moving Roan shaped his heart Through his working hands Work to mold his passion into clay, like the sun In his
No, no, no, no, don?t phunk with my heart (Yeah) No, no, no, no, don?t phunk with my heart I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby
Well, the joint was jumpin', going around and around Hey, reelin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound Well, they never stopped rockin' till the moon went
They said the joint was rockin' Goin' 'round and 'round Oh baby, with that crazy sound And it never stopped rockin' 'Til the moon went down You know
Now there's a dance I can see that the kids all do It's called, 'The Mess Around', you can mess around too Come on mess around, yeah, it's Mess Around
How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must
When the oceans are dark The heavens are foreboding A chain link wind Is breaking you open And lessons of the day On a blackboard night It seem to be
I can't breathe, I can't sleep He's uncool, an unsophisticate He's a tightrope walker on an open path He's a maze of curiosity He is the living bread
