going We're slowly turning In a world that's turning Into nothing We're so cold We're slowly turning So cold We're so cold In my head We're slowly
With your beautiful hair And your sixteen years You kissed me as I lay still If I can see you never Then I'll sleep forever All my lonely love to kill
With your beautiful hair And your sixteen years You kissed me as I lay still If I can see you never, Then I'll sleep forever All my lonely love to kill
번역: 팀 버클리. 송 천천히 송.
am i wrote a song about your eyes, ate a slice of cherry pie, i cried all night. on a bench inside the park, I'll kiss you slowly in the dark, I'll
me, bang, bang Am I wrong? But what is love without the pain to go along? And what is pain, if not the reason for me to sing this song? And this song
song Maybe This world's falling down Call up the trumpeters and knock the walls down Someone who needs Someone who feels Someone who sees can find you Slowly Slowly
Nightime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night
can't Believe our song will leave you Skyline teacher, warland seeker Send out poison, cast iron leader And through the rhythm of moving slowly Sent
just can't believe our song will leave you Skyline teacher Warland seeker Send out poison Cast iron leader And through the rhythm of moving slowly
Wished I could sing you Sing you the song I sang once Brown eyed girl, if you could deal with it, baby I would girl, sing it all night You want a lover
need is candle lights And a song, yeah Soft and long, well Glad to be here alone With a lover unlike no other Sad to see a new horizon Slowly comin'
that you are the song that the mornin' brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenins and songs of its own There comes a redeemer, and he slowly
' in a perfect day As the moon came out and the fire burned Everybody was singin' along To some ramblin', a little Curtis Lowe And all those feel good songs
Now, empty, open and foreboding, stretching out like darkened clothing somehow stained with silence and with fear. Death had brought its separation, giving me an education of a dull and slowly
it's midnight in Montgomery, just hear that whippoorwill See the stars light up the purple sky, feel that lonesome chill 'Cause when the wind is right, you'll hear his songs
