译文: Ocate,豪尔赫. 热带马赛克.
instrumental
I was on my way to the disco You know the club, Maseo was rocking rub that night Midnight to four, name at the door But the whole crew I can get in as
Dance with me, come on dance with me baby Dance with me, come on dance with me baby Dance with me, come on dance with me baby Dance with me, come on dance
Yo, this girl called me, heard the De La Said I'm back in style y'know? You need to stop I declare that only live niggaz rap this year Jam's off the
Yo, we 'bout to get it, get it, get it, get it Get it, get it, get on down, down, down, down Yo, we 'bout to get it, get it, get it, get it Get it, get
, Disfigure my mosaic, Cure me, melt me, can someone please help me? Walk away once I am fulfilled, One day I will find the pieces of my mosaic, Breathe
naked, alone, cold cobblestones they beat Him until the blood ran they brought Him to die, on a cross, up on-high with spikes through His feet and His
Go and get your prophets Gather all your fools The four-hundred fifty And then bring a couple bulls A little preperation So be sure and bring some tools
A Work of Love What could make a man go up On a cross to die for us Just when the devil's push had come to shove What could leave the empty grave Carrying
I know that u belong to my best friend but my love for u will never end and my love for u could never end do u ever feel me in the night,even when she
[Collage] I see your face cloud over like a little girl's Your eyes have lost their shine You whisper something softly I'm not meant to hear Baby, tell
I still remember the first time you said that you love me you held me in your arms and said you never ever leave me (never ever leave) to all these promises
Hoy va a ser el día en que ellos van a recordarte lo que pasó Tú ya deberías de algún modo haberte dado cuenta de
(Instrumental)
Text: Inga Humpe, Robinson Sartorius Musik: Robinson Rartorius, Ulf Leo Sommer Ich hab dich so lang angeschaut bis du verschwunden bist zuerst wars nur
to speak while we watch the fittest trample the weak Scatter me across the road like pieces of broke turn signals collect my pieces and rebuild me as a mosaic
A bad excuse Is worse than None Cynical domination Sanctified Corrosive minds Struck down by Hit and run years Cynical domination Sanctified Corrosive