On a bright day Like a white night How many days I listened How many days you talked In my raincoat and my shoes On a bright day Like a white night How
译文: 尼特. 白夜.
Nights in white satin never reaching the end Letters I've written never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before Just what the
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I?ve written Never meaning to send Beauty I?d always missed With these eyes before Just what the
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I've written Never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before Just what the
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end Letters I've written, never meaning to send Beauty, I'd always missed with these eyes before Just what the
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end Letters I've written, never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before And just what
Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just
't you drive me Drive me through the night? Hiway nights, red tail lights To this eagle I belong Hiway lights, of the freeway sights Lead my love light on Hiway nights
Notte di luce Una notte infinita Una lettera che Non sara mai spedita Cos'e la realta lo non lo so piu Ad occhi aperti Il mio sogno sei tu Io ti amo
under my pillow In the twilight of these white nights These dreams under my pillow In the bright lights of these white nights Of these white nights Of these white nights Of these white nights
Dans mes Nuits Blanches, Il y a des avalanches Et des skieurs Qui font du hors pistes. Dans mes Nuits Blanches, Les photos de vacances Sont les
white nights These dreams under my pillow In the twilight of these white nights Of these white nights(x3) Oooh ooh ooh These dreams under my pillow In the twilight of these white nights
Ancora un altro treno sui binari dei miei dubbi sfreccia impavido e leggero senza sapere dove andare. Donna, amante, amica, eterno fuoco appassionato
C'est la Bamba Bamba Les furies, les bimbos Masques en plumes et lilas Les nuits blanches a Rio Les nuits blanches a Rio A Rio Lens parfum et coma Autour
Notti bianche senza fine, tra un invito ed un intrigo dolci baci sulla fronte e un destino che scappa via notti sempre troppo bianche, e il colore
