Motorcycle's in the parking lot Revving their engines and it just won't stop Matches the noise screaming in my head Houston, I think we got a problem
Ave maria no morro (written by herivelto martins and m. salinas) (arranged and performed by scorpions) Hay un rio, un monte de chocitas chiquititas
Ave Maria Vergin del ciel Sovrana di grazie e madre pia Accogli ognor la fervente preghiera Non negar A questo smarrito mio amor Tregua nel suo dolor!
Ave Maria Gratia plena Dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus fructus ventris Tui, Jesus Sancta Maria Mater Dei Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Hay en Rio, un monte de chocitas Pobrecitas es el morro, de los negros la mansion Es tan humilde, tan desgraciada y tan sencilla Ni siquiera una capilla
(Martins Herivelto) C'A? lassA? fra I boschi Un minuscolo paese CosA¬ bello Che nel mondo non ce n'A? Vive felice come estasiato Come incantato Non
Ave Maria, Ave Maria, Ave Maria Ave Maria, Ave Maria, Ave Maria Ave, Ave Ave Maria, Ave Maria, Ave Maria Ave
Ave maria, gratia plena Dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus fructos ventri tui jesus Santa Maria Santa Maria, Maria Ora pro nobis
Ave Maria Gratia plena Dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus fructos ventri tui Jesus Santa Maria... Santa Maria... Maria Ora
Der Wanderer sucht Schutz vor dem Wetter er findet den Weg nicht mehr heim! Der Fischer er kämpft um sein Leben er ist mit den Stürmen allein
Ave Maria Pardonne-moi Si devant toi Je me tiens debout Ave Maria Moi qui ne sais pas me mettre a genoux Ave Maria Protege-moi De la misere,
No communication with you Words don't believe the things they mean Mean what you say, say who you are No communication with you This silence is thick
She's got a ticket But you need more than a ticket to get you there You need a string of good intentions And an easy burn Maybe some good luck With the
Every thing's a blessing in disguise You wear yours, I'll wear mine Every thing's a blessing in disguise Falling to rise, the vanishing me is aching to
So you're sticky and you're young And your head is like a sponge You go to keep yourself Keep you from becoming one Get up off of your knees You feel
"Joliet," she says, "Is the darkest part of a man" It's angry and slick into her letters writes Through herself each time, she thinks of him Trips her
It will take a fancy store For mom and dad To forget what they never had It will only take one moment To make her believe She's something worth trying
Hey man, you're so complicated and mean Maybe your system needs adjustment She is a famous people collector I'm juggling J O B, The Judger Maybe the
