anche il vento; ed in bianco venni a casa! Ai, aiaiai; Ai, aiaiai; il primo furto non si scorda mai! Ai, aiaiai; Ai, aiaiai; il primo furto non si scorda
Eres mi mas grande deseo Ese que no puedo esconder De mi ilusion y mis anhelos Quizas de mi forma de ser Y me pregunto si podre dejarte ir Porque te
Tu, que pierdes el control Hablando en alta voz, hieres mi corazon Yo, tratando de escuchar No me puedo explicar, que extrana sensacion Tu no me quieres
No quiero llorar No quiero sufrir No quiero pensar Me hara recordar que yo te perdi Tan lejos de mi haz ido a parar ah Un poco de ti un poco de mi Dejara
Creo que esta vez Va hacer como la otra vez Tu ya olvidaste todo lo que paso ayer Quiero que esta vez No sea igual que ayer Vivo pensando en lo que quiero
?Que pasa? Julieta, aha Nelly, aha La mala, yeah Hay algo que va a suceder, no se que es Se desprende toda sensacion que no puedo ver Sera que el sol
Peso joga ginga roda Vera's face burnt as a memory of bedroom fun With a lighter and some hairspray smoking in the girls' room Not worse than Shelley
I remember when rock was young Gnomeo & Juliet had so much fun Holdin' hands and skimmin' stones Had an old punch buggy, bought the place of their own
Credo che questa A? come le altre volte che hai giA scordato quello che tu promettevi e credo che per me non sia come per te vivo pensando quello
Take it back Everybody look at me, me I walk in the door you start screaming Come on everybody, what you here for? Move your body around like a nympho
I can't believe you need me I never thought I would be needed for anything I can't believe my shoulders Would carry such important weight As your head
Honestly, what will become of me? I don't like reality It's way too clear to me But really life is dandy We are what we don't see We miss everything
Baby, don't believe it Baby, don't believe it, oh, it's in your eyes I can see the weakness you don't have to hide I can take you under, under my wing
The man wrinkles his face But it's already worn The coffee is sour And the shirt is torn But the smile is bigger than the Atlantic sea It happens to
You say, "You're identical tonight" But you're identical to some Who wants to be a some? Not me I am not a one-trick pony I am not a one-trick pony I
Picture perfect A life that you saw in a magazine or maybe a travelling book Wanted to get on that plane And fly away 'Cause you are a rock star deep
Paint my face in your magazines Make it look whiter than it seems Paint me over with your dreams Shove away my ethnicity Burn every notion that I May
