翻訳: ヴァンモリソン. グロリア(アルバムにはそれらの物語).
翻訳: これらのうちストーリー. グロリア.
翻訳: それら. グロリア.
family before friends Cause God is the only one that come before them You got a nephew? Well, go support him! You got some nieces, make sure that you adore them
Leave them hangin' on the line, ohh Calling Gloria Gloria (Gloria) I think they got your number (Gloria) I think they got the alias (Gloria) That you've been livin' under (Gloria
And they cry to see your face It's in the water... It's in the story It's where you came from The sons and daughters In all their glory It's gonna shape them
this life until that bitch came I went hard all fall like the ball teams Just so I can make it rain all spring Yall seen my story my glory I had raped
I feel no sympathy It?s tight ill, plus I get slight chills when I write wills Tired of looking at these ugly niggaz with ice grills No telling what I might feel about my glory
feel no sympathy. It's tight ill, plus I get slight chills when I write wills. Tired of looking at these ugly niggaz with ice grills. No telling what I might feel about my glory
survivor, yeah Gotta watch er' move 'cause them eyes be on you Gotta drive real cool when them pies be on you Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous Them
a dropped tailgate Out on Airport Road real late No one could walk a line too straight We usually made it home alright And glory days I can't relive
honest from the parties from my momma's Virgin Mary's try to judge her, I'm like "where the Madonna's now?" give all glory to Gloria, they said "you raised
' in my face and go talk to them hoes in here Stop spittin' in my face and go talk to them hoes in here Stop spittin' in my face and go talk to them hoes
in His wings Mild He lays His glory by Born that man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth Born to give them second birth Hark! The herald
low Remind me to remember That there's not so far to go I just can't help But think about you, baby The places that I've been to Trying to see them
Set time in accord Sits the boychild Solomon Ever turning round and round In the cities of the Southern Sky Set points universe Dreams he of glory Pulsating
time in accord) Sits the bouychild Solomon (Ever turning round and round) In the cities of the Southern Sky (set points universe) Dreams he of glory (
silence, help us now Listen, your friends have been broken They tell us of your poison, now we know Kill them, give them as they give us Slay them,