Lay down your arms, oh Now baby, let me sleep at night Lay down your arms baby, oh I'll make everything all right Words you been using hurtin' me so
Lay down your arms - now baby, let me sleep at night Lay down your arms baby - I'll make everything all right Words you been using, hurting me so Some
译文: 罗伯特普兰特. 其他武器.
译文: 罗伯特波拉德. 其他的狗保持.
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: Lay down your arms - now baby, let me sleep at night Lay down your arms baby - I'll make everything all right Words you been using, hurting me so Some
Here we stand World's apart, hearts broken in two Sleepless nights Losing ground I'm reaching for you Feelin' that it's gone Can change your mind If
Weist du noch damals in der Schule als wir die Welt verandern wollten Haben wir nicht gesagt wir wollen sie retten? Alles geht so schnell bergab wie
Oh Yeah! oh oh... I look around and see the possibilities You know its fun to be me Never fit the crowd Nothing gets me down Never scared to dream If
Hip hip Hip hip Hip hip Hip hip When you're on a holiday You can't find the words to say All the things that come to you And I wanna feel it too On
sais bien, Nanette T'avais mis ta robe en dentelle Et moi j'avais choisi mes bell' bretelles Mais au moment d'partir, ma mere m'appelle Robert Robert Ou est-il donc passe Robert Robert
Tu portais dans ta voix comme un chant de Nerval Quand tu parlais du sang jeune homme singulier Scandant la cruaute de tes vers reguliers Le rire des
O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared
I threw my bags in his back seat Gave my mom a kiss on the cheek Said, 'Don't worry 'bout me I'll be fine' My mama never liked him much Always thought
Standing up high on a mountain top Looking at the valley below Mary Poppins flies by on a rattlesnake and I burry my head in the Egyptian snow Robert
Graham Robert Wood is flying in the sky You'd think that he'd need wings But it's incredible, I have seen it with my own eyes Graham Robert Wood is flying
Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty. He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely Mary counts walls, knows he tires
(Paolo Migani) Lo so non e mai facile Sentire gli altri Ascoltarne i richiami Lo so, lo so e difficile Guardarsi dentro E scoprire che ami Spalanca
