i saw your face in a cloud, and I was singing out loud] [when I saw your face, your very lovely face in a cloud.] [i saw your eyes in a star, they winked
번역: 시나 트라, 프랭크. 나는 구름에 얼굴을 봤어.
a little (Put your glass up) Don't wanna see red now Flash your green lights tonight All it takes is a week, one smile and a drink I say a couple words
St. Petersburg When I saw you I hope I get what you deserve And this is where I find Smoke surrounds your perfect face And I'm falling Pushin' a broom
in the end May Lady Lullaby sing plainly for you soft, strong, sweet and true Cloud hands reaching from a rainbow tapping at the window, touch your hair
Eternal love that we have found Is planted on a wish Every morning when I wake I see your lovely face And all the things that cloud my mind Are suddenly
Saturday nite's your curtain call you found your place after all I saw a face now in the crowd sayin' nothin' talking loud Life is just a day living
are I am your angel Im your angel Ill be your cloud up in the sky Ill be your shoulder when you cry Ill hear your voices when you call me I am your
say I'm premature, I just call it ecstasy I wear a rubber at all times, it's a necessity 'Cause I jizz in my pants (I jizz, yes, I jizz in my pants) (
through a cloud A body facing up is floating towards a crowd And I think of a time And what I couldn't do I couldn't hold you close I couldn't, I couldn
down the minutes I was wishin' on the stars I was prayin' for a sign And tryin' to beat the odds I was dreamin' of you Long before I saw your face And
a friend that you could rely on They put the phone down, you hear in the background "tell him I'm not home" Your face is broken, your throat
got a hot date and you wanna be fly Throw on a Gucci blazer and a Gucci tie Not a hair out of place,a freshly-shaved face You think you're walkin'
fall in the flames Every night I wanna roll a Dutch, scared to sober up I'm like a bird in the cobra's clutch I'm like a bird in the cobra's clutch This
planted in me When I was just a child, I was misunderstood Til I saw your finger in the cloud, I was picked from the hood I was in the myst of a crowd
A gypsy fortune teller in a gay market place Saw in her crystal ball a young girl stricken face Saw in clouds another woman and a man who were wed She
down from atomic face lifts Through the blackness I saw John the Baptist, on the atlas Holdin' the masters to my Psalm under his arm But long before I
you on your front porch hangin' With a note that's saying: 'sincerely, swartzaniggaz' Put your hands in your pocket, give it up I demand I need my tweed
