very much alike, I think. You and Fabrizio Clara: Like you and Giuseppe Franca: You see, two paires of lovers How truly happy you must be You are
Traducción: Joy Enriquez. Diga-me como se sente.
Traducción: Joy Enriquez. Joy Enriquez - Tell Me How You Feel.
Traducción: Luz na trilha sonora Piazza. A alegria que você sente.
Traducción: My Heart To Joy. Can You Feel It, Compost Capitão!.
The feelings inside All I want from you Is that you give me a sign Tell me how you feel (Tell me how you feel) 'Cause whenever I walk by you feel me (I feel you
I stand below the towering skyline Sidewalk cracks keep me in place There is life beyond these rotten structures I was young once. I remember losing
can you feel it - baby can you see it Baby can you hear it - I love you Baby can you feel it - baby can you see it Baby can you hear it - I love you
in happiness with you Through strength I found love In time I found myself in happiness with you The things that you can give to me I can feel it when you
repay you, all that you've done Always come first and second to none All that you've given me is equal to ten My peace, my joy you are my, my strength You
me Thought you said, thought you said that you loved me Thought you said, thought you said that you need me Thought you said, thought you said you complete me Thought you said you
thirty eight times Thirty eight times I've looked in those eyes You see me laughing The love when I hold your hand I wanna take you Take you with me
the wonders you can find Just by stepping outside There's a skip in my step A divine state of joy In everything I do 'Cause I am feeling new again In
ever since I met you. I never get the chance just to tell you how out of sight you are. You've got a special gift. Do you see how you're changing the
joy and let the sailors climb the walls, I thought I saw you laughing 10 feet in the air, It doesn't matter if they touch you where because you can give
of happiness Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are the makings of you It
[Jazmine]: Out here, Mary, its you its me No makeup no clothes we bear our souls I'll make it with you no lies the truth We're all the same The joy,
