The language in the dimmer rooms Seems to represent it's light source well How soft they speak and seem to be at peace With the movement of the music
When life reaches out and takes you on an unpleasent ride And your bridge of dreams comes tumblin' down Don't let your bed of sorrow ever conquer your
When I look around it makes me wonder Am I worthy of the most amazing life that I've been given Did not care before but now I'm older I see things in
It wouldn't be so bad If I can take a good thing and make it last Money for the rent Time that I spent, me and my girlfriend My heart is broken down again
Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry Spread a little happiness as you go by Please try What's the use of
Quick kid quips, so harsh and cynical Touches stricken cold and clinical What a transformation to behold But I don't like this new, I want the old It
If there's anything at all in this world you want Better go for yourself, yeah Learn to pick it up with your own two hands Don't you count on somebody
God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our savior Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were
I wish you could adore, the way you did before Now you're living through another year Oh, the light you were will soon become a blur As you're living
Since it's Christmas! Let's be glad! Even if your life's been bad There are presents to be had Take a walk out in the snow And hear Santa's, ho ho ho
Take all your pills and divide them by color and size Then take all your problems and advise them that every thing's fine Since you ran away you've been
What a marvelous dress You look like a murderess A ba-ba-Barbarian Dyslexic librarian She looks me in disgust There's no room for discourse I shake like
No somos dos alfileres en este pajar Aunque pinchemos lo justo pa? hacernos sangrar Culos inquietos por los recovecos, En busca de un almohadon No somos
Le pouvoir est sans limite, L'argent devient fou. Surenchere de reussite : Partout ! C'est la course, les gens delirent, Tout le monde s'y croit, Et la
What a marvellous dress You look like a murderess A ba-ba-barbarian Dyslexic librarian She looks me in disgust There's no room for discourse I shake like
a la bianca scia di un elica Guardo negli occhi la ragazza, quegli occhi verdi come il mare. Poi, all'improvviso usci una lacrima e lui credette di affogare
Traducción: Antes. Hoje não é um dia feliz.
Traducción: Basia. A oração de um dona de casa feliz.