[from "Morning Glory" soundtrack] Arms around my body Kisses on my skin I walk away I walk away But he lingers Maybe it should matter More to be myself
Intro: ...Ascolta la realta coglione, Rubo, fatfat aka the goldenchild frustrated baby... Mentre i fratelli sulle panche fuman blunts sfoggiando nuove
: C'est l'histoire d'un type moyen Qui n'avait jamais pu pleurer. Il en avait pas les moyens, Pourtant, il aurait bien aime, Car de pleurer, ca vous
look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
at you all see the love there that?s sleeping While my guitar gently weeps. I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor And I see it needs sweeping Still, my guitar gently weeps
tells the world that it's sleeping But as the night came round I heard it slowly sound It wasn't roaring it was weeping It wasn't roaring it was weeping
all alone Weeping willow tree Weep in sympathy Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me When the shadows fall, hear me willow and weep for me Oh, Weeping
: Recuerdo las noches que siempre pasaste amor, decias que siempre querias vivir a mi lado, promesas que solo quedaron, clavadas para siempre en mi alma
: Yeeeeeeeeah No me vengas con un tango lloron que yo necesito ritmo (aha) por que hay musica en mi corazon y a mi no me da lo mismo. No me vengas
: [from "Morning Glory" soundtrack] Arms around my body Kisses on my skin I walk away I walk away But he lingers Maybe it should matter More to be
He tells the world that it's sleeping But as the night came round I heard It slowly sound It wasn't roaring, it was weeping It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
C'est l'histoire d'un type moyen Qui n'avait jamais pu pleurer. Il en avait pas les moyens, Pourtant, il aurait bien aime, Car de pleurer, ca vous soulage
{Refrain:} T'es qu'une qui triche avec le c?ur, si tu te moques d'un mec qui pleure Si tu te moques d'un mec qui pleure, si tu te moques d'un mec qui
do I cry for you? alone for so long, asleep in my dreams if you can hear me now why do I weep in the sunshine? if you can hold me now why do I weep in
look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
Nell'aria c'e qualcosa che come non so Rende d'oro l'anima e cadono coriandoli Di luce che scintillano x noi Amore santo oh amore in me Ma il mondo piange
