Traducción: Khan, Chaka. Spring pode realmente Hang You Up The Most.
Traducción: Fitzgerald, Ella. Spring pode realmente Hang You Up The Most.
Traducción: Rickie Lee Jones. Spring pode realmente Hang You Up The Most.
Traducción: Sarah Brightman. Aqui Primavera (Français - Aqui é a mola passa).
it's April. Love is just a ghost. Spring arrived on time, Only what became of you, dear? Spring can really hang you up the most. Spring can really hang
's April. Love is just a ghost. Spring arrived on time, Only what became of you, dear? Spring can really hang you up the most. Spring can really hang
Spring this year has got me feeling Like a horse that never left the post I lie in my room Staring up at the ceiling Spring can really hang you up the
Have you heard the story of Maxwell Jump? Down at the station - the ass of a building The reason I asked is 'cause you look like the chump From the
Voici le printemps qui passe; "Bonjour, tisserand, bonjour! Ami, cede-moi ta place, J'en ai besoin pour un jour. C'est moi qui fais la toilette Des bois
crazy Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice
here and eat them if you... [Jorma] FINE! [Andy] GO TO HELL, MOM! She's an angel on earth with invisible wings I put no one above in summer, winter or spring
Come my one, look at the world Bird, beast, butterfly Girls sing notes of Heaven Birds lift them up to the sky Spring is departing Spring is departing
is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of amber green Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft
the lake Listen now you don't understand That's not the point of Christmas land Now pay attention we pick up an over sized sock And hang it like this
Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone I'll live in memory's garden dear with happy days we've known In spring I'll wait for roses red
Should you go first and I remain, to walk the road alone Ill live in memory's garden dear, with happy days we've known In spring I'll wait for roses red