, avispones verdes, manifestacion de mariposos, plaga de langostas, llagas dolorosas, 7 super heroes con trompeta. Coro Simbolo marciano, simbolo marciano
译文: Aterciopelados. 符号马西亚诺.
译文: 加西亚，查理. 寻求一个和平的象征.
译文: Massacra. 象征英雄.
译文: 大屠杀. 英雄的符号.
all the bullshit that i see so much i can't believe grown man just tryin' to be true to myself impossibly i may not ever get rich might wind up diggin
With your stained glass look Ahh........ Well do you remember when we met You stuck behind me like a stained glass net And I'm broken Is that a
From the Albums: * Prisoner of the night * 2nd Live * Something heavy going down * The naked truth * Last blast of the century Get out of my parlour,
When I think of what our world Is to become, I get really scared ?Cause every state in east and west Has got enough weapons to kill all of us They're
Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER l've a message for the world And my ever-loyal fans For I don't know what Stories you've read I'm killing
Did you read what I wrote? Oh, did you read what I wrote? Or did you just sit back to tear it up And prove I was wrong? And did you smile when you read
My voice echoes. It fills the town Searching for you, who can't be found I close my eyes and sleep. I feel you again I'm burning inside, my fever's rising
I've got a symbol in my driveway I've got a hundred million dollar friends I've got you a brand new weapon Lets see how destructive we can be I've got
Bin wieder aufgewacht, wie fast in jeder Nacht, mach wieder das Licht an, weil ich nicht schlafen kann, ich nehme mir'n Buch, als letzten Schlafversuch
When life is but disappointment And nothing is amusing The one wild hunt For loneliness Is a life without god Is an end without love Soulless today And
Paroles de Luc PLAMONDON - Musique de Michel BERGER On m'appelait baby-doll J'ai ete votre idole Mais, je n'ai plus l'age de mon image Il faudrait que
No'ng tangan ng nanay mo Ang munti mong mga kamay Ika'y tuwang-tuwa Panatag ang loob sa damdaming Ika'y mahal No'ng nakilala mo ang una mong sinta Umapaw
We'll never see the light of eyes, the twist of might The loss of sight, contracted gate, reward of hate Forgotten wisdom, the grinding flesh My God beats
