A keresés eredménye

I'm Not a Little Gold Coin

I was born a Northerner all the way:
I like to tell it like it is!
I'm a stone that cannot be polished
No matter how much you might try to chisel it...
I'm as stubborn as a mule

With Him

Go!
Don't keep being that man
Who makes me lead an anguished life

That Man Is Not to Be Touched

No matter what you may say

The Ear of Wheat

How very little does the sun care
Whether the Indian has a roof over his head!
How very little do you care
About how much you have hurt me!
 
If water isn't aware of thirst,
The sun doesn't know that it burns:
You don't have a heart at all,
For you have just left darkness
Where I had sown love...
 
Where I had sown love!
 
[Instrumental]
 
Our first love is made out of gold,
The next one is pure silver