I don't care that you won't quit this notion of burying the carnival but what the hell is in your potion that's made you so dull? So I cannot make a blind
Canada A long way from snow chains Donkey vendors slicing coconut No parkas to their names Black babies covered in baking flour The cook's got a carnival
Hola! Soy Celia Cruz Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando el Carnival Azucar!! [singing] Guantanamera [Wyclef] We out here in Miami just shining [singing
the sky Blown by the wind It clings to the tree Unwilling to wither and die The summers over But I'm still a girl Covorting in my carnival crown From
riflesso e adesso nel tuo caldo mi perdo.... mio dolce inferno rosa carne tu sei un'acqua mista a vino rosa carne mi sei caduta sul cuscino rosa carne
Die on this day Last breath to curse the skies No one to hear you I feel you struggle to survive The pulse is faintly there. You're barely alive Undeniable
I was dreaming of you And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair That rose in
little worlds You wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart They're just thorns without the rose
of their little worlds You wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that can capture your heart They're just thorns without the rose
Come vuoi staro fuori e dentro me Puoi convincere le mie labbra a perdersi le mie labbra a perdersi Rose lesbiche posso credere rubi ma non sei carne
little worlds You wave your hand and they scatter like crows they have nothing that will ever capture your heart theyr'e just thorns without the rose
P-Dela got a hella proper flow See what I'm saying like a teleprompter And you could never stop us (fucking posers!) Appetite for destruction like Guns N' Roses
carne belle pe' mpasta' sti carne belle tutto chello che mettette tutto chello che mettette ciento rose n'cappucciate dint'a martula mmiscate latte e rose
Canada A long way from snow chains Donkey vendors slicing coconut No parkas to their name Black babies covered in baking flour The cook's got a carnival
pensare ai sorrisi rinunciati e a quanti ne ho buttati Misi le note nei sogni Sono pochi quelli che mi hanno capito nei momenti piu duri Carne nella carne
nella chiesa, il mutuo per la casa, famiglie intere che promettono/ Basta un attimo e si infiamma tutto. Una confessione, 300 Padre nostro/ A che servono 100 rose
)Brand New Dance We A Teach Dem Today Inna Yuh Swingy Wey (Yo) Swingy Wey (Eh) Put Down Di Gunz Stop Di War Unno Hear Wah Mi Sey [Verse 2:] Roses Sample
of their little world You wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart They're just thorns without the rose