So if you want somethin' And you call, call, then I'll come runnin' To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothin' worth runnin' for When your
Hey, we are followin' the footsteps Of those who've gone before And we'll all be reunited On that new and sunlit shore Oh, when the saints, go marchin
Dressed to kill, you look so right I am drunk with lust tonight Your wounds are opening wide And they might be just my size Now I'm afraid of open water
Oh when the saints go marching in when the saints go marching in Oh Lord I want to be in that number when the saints go marching in [ dobro ] Oh when
I can see a new expression on my face I can feel a strange sensation taking place I can hear the guitars playing lovely tunes Everytime that you walk
Sunset in New Mexico Will steal your breath away Mountains wear a cloak of gold As twilight claims the day Enchantment fills the sacred land Where ancient
When the going gets tough The tough get going, tough, tough When the going gets tough, the tough get ready I got something to tell you I got something
[originally written by F.Chopin]
When she walks in the room, then you know Why your date says it's late, time to go And you know you can't leave, you must stay Till her laughter has drifted
Einmal verliebt - immer verliebt weil es im Leben doch nichts Schöneres gibt. Einmal verliebt - immer verliebt seit es die Liebe und den Sonnenschein
Cuando te acuerdes de mA A©chale un suspiro al viento y mA?ndame un sentimiento que me hable un poco de ti TararA©ame la canciA?n que mas te vibre en
My son runs to the shore To the world that lies before He can't hear my sound He's much to in tune with the ground He sees only the tide And the surf
Oh when the punks go marching in, oh when the punks go marching in I wanna be in that number when the punks go marching in. Oh when the skins go marching
I can see a new expression on my face I can feel a strange sensation taking place I can hear the guitars playing lovely tunes Every time that you walk
I cried a tear or two, An' I've loved and lost a few. An' I've had my share of blue, But nothin' compared to you. An' I've had my ups and downs. Picked
Branded, scorned as the one who ran What do you do when you're branded and you know you're a man? Wherever you go, for the rest of your life, you must
Holding my breath walking alone with you I get to hear your voice again If this is a dream maybe you'll stay with me Stay with me, please stay with me
emperor (shackled to such woefully grim tidings), My spirit is borne upon the leathern wings of a great sorrow... CHAPTER 2: THE MARCH OF THE IMPERIUM