A keresés eredménye

Laddie

I run from streets to streets
Anyone that I see I give a headbutt
Anyone look at my girl I beat them up
I am the laddie of these streets
I'll beat up anyone that teases my team
I'll eat pilaf with pickles on an old piece of bread
I get intoxicated at the saloon every night
When you say laddie I am the first to come to mind
 
Finally we created a perfect person, without emotion without mercy
A false hero with no dreams, angry at the whole world
 
My mom and sis is my honor the rest is history
What benefit did a come to from my pop's money anyway
Day and night I cut myself
Heroin and hookah my head is spinning
I do my sports and play football
I line the goals back to back
When the match is over I light my ciggy
I enjoy myself here 'cause I'm king
 
Finally we created a perfect person, without emotion without mercy
A false hero with no dreams, angry at the whole world
 

Sleep

My heart doesn't know how it woke up
I wasn't even ready when you suddenly came to me
Do you know, do you know, wait a second, I won't admit it yet
 
You are the first, you are the first
But I'm still not ready
So I'll put my heart to sleep for now
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
Sleep
 
My heart doesn't know how to start
Or how to get rid of the fear that you'll disappear
Do you know, do you know, alright, I'll admit it now
 
You are the first, you are the first, you are the first...
But I'm still not ready
I'm sorry if I put my heart to sleep for now
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
Sleep
 
Breathe deeply
My heart's prayers
Are not whispers in the wind
 
Oh, breathe deeply
My heart's prayers
Are not whispers in the wind
 
My heart's prayers
Are not whispers in the wind
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
 

Casablanca dandy

The cheek of a naughty woman
You slap once, twice
If you smoke turning your back
There's nothing left to say with that
On a happy moment, a piano melody
You pretend not to hear with your painful face
Men and women wandering like this
Played a pantomime
 
Bogie Bogie
Your era was good
Men could be snobbish and glittering
Bogie Bogie
Your era was good
Men could be snobbish and glittering
 
While being sad, you give a cold kiss
To the mouths of women who talk too much
You take down the back zippers
You have nothing else to do
Even if you pick only the memories
Living tomorrow, you can't help your dreams
Men and women o purpose
Were continuing a painful drama
 
Bogie Bogie
Your era was good
You showed with style men's grinning and bearing
Bogie Bogie
Your era was good
You showed with style men's grinning and bearing
 
Bogie Bogie
Your era was good
Men could be snobbish and glittering
Bogie Bogie
Your era was good
Men could be snobbish and glittering
 

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Sailing

Sailing, sailing
I'm flying over you,
what's happening? that I
feel so lost, so happy.
 
Like a kiss, my prayer
say softly like this:
''shipwrecking in your arms,
sailing over you''
 
And your hands, sweet hands
innocent over me,
shipwrecking in your arms,
sailing over you.
 
And your hands, sweet hands
innocent over me,
shipwrecking in your arms,
sailing over you.
 
Sailing, sailing
I'm flying over you
and your hands, sweet hands
innocent over me.
 
I'm flying, over you,
sailing, over you.
 
Sailing, sailing
I'm flying over you
and your hands, sweet hands
innocent over me.
 
Just learning.