译文: 第二次机会，一. 燃烧更多.
side. Because you are nothing Without me, you're nothing. So, I'll go on repeating you these few words Because if you want it that's how bad it hurts To say which burns more
Peace Camp to women only is a sensible political ploy, But if it is a demonstration of sexual exclusivity it is a sham. Aren't we seeking to destroy
as a desert Still in the end there was nothing left to call my own This freedom from pain with which I toyed Became a gateway to a void The only values
listen to me Don't tie us up completely Just wait and see I'll try very hard for a second chance Which is it to be? One dead romance Or a
A moment of madness unfettered a soul That would relish a freedom denied once before By a desperate nation with it's back to the wall Within a split second
all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth
(The set of the final scene of "Don Juan TRIUMPHANT" A huge hall with an arch. Behind the arch, which has curtains, is a bed. A fine table, laid for
'm on the Chorus Line It's a Chorus Line (3X) Yo Trev (yeah) bust your rhyme [T.R. Love] Hold the beat, stop the beat, drop the beat Gimme a second
of a fascist dictator. It was a callous and savage piece of electioneering Designed to cover up horrific domestic problems. At a time when a peaceful
a special place Givin' the ghetto a taste of what freedom is like I reached a point in my life where I was needin' the mic No second guessin', self-expression
added feature to stimulate more thrills, the computer over-ride for a three and one half hours to two gens during which pilots and co-pilots manually
rain like a shower Nucleon, cause you be on, fatal More than able, also capable Of takin you out without a doubt And with clout just a sissy, a sucker
[BEETHOVEN] IN EVERY LIFE IT HAS BEEN SAID THERE COMES A TIME TO JOIN THE DEAD ADMIT THERE IS NO SECOND CHANCE AND JOIN DEATH IN A FINAL DANCE ACROSS
away As our love advances We take second chances Though it's not a fantasy I Still want you to stay [Chorus] We're just ordinary people We don't know which
on the Chorus Line It's a Chorus Line [x3] Yo Trev (yeah) bust your rhyme [T.R. Love] Hold the beat, stop the beat, drop the beat Gimme a second, to
will rain like a shower Nucleon, cause you be on, fatal More than able, also capable Of takin you out without a doubt And with clout just a sissy, a sucker
