to love In treetops high he sees the mating of the dove The he finds her somehow somewhere and with one kiss a love they share This is the first season of life
ticking [Chorus:] The four seasons of life Mystic hands guiding through dark and light An adventure you can't deny As the sun melts the ice The four seasons of life
번역: 짐 브라운 에드. 인생의 4 계절.
: Together now we celebrate The nights when we're alone We pray for the world to go away That world which was grown into tormention and hate Life equals
And in-between they're having fun The teachers told me son, get me an education So I had my bout of freedom Dressed like a man through four seasons
lovin' it goes o-o-o-o-o-o-o-on My love it goes Late nights eye to eye till the sunrise It's like I'm fallin' for you Hearts beat four seasons, there
He has so much compassion in his eyes I have no idea, how long he'll be here A season or a lifetime, forever or a year But for the first time in my life
world And there's no regrets in life, how that sound This is the life When the champagne spills and the Rollie on a nigga wrist glows This is the life
wanna unite, not me If you ain't sayin' I'm the best, you ain't come to be right Know what I mean? If you don't, then you not of being Your four-four
's already litted We can leave in a minute, hop in the drop top 3 if you wit it Watch tv in it, feel the breeze, And get lifted on our way to the four seasons
[Lady humming] Why you wanna treat me [Lady humming] [Too $hort:] I was raised to cope with life Make my own choices and hope I'm right It's uphill all
the streets ain't no easy task Losing homeboys every time the season pass Gettin' phone calls, another soldier dead Sittin' in the car got four in the
spittin' a rap Not three or four sucka's or a couple of saps Like born to Mack, I'll cash a check Walkin' 'round like a fool, livin' up to his rep I'll tell you life
This one here for the street Life can be so hard Shit can hurt so bad Always have you sad Constantly making you mad (Say Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!) Life
the bass player An oxymoron-I'm a moron and I swore on the Koran I'd never be poor snorin At the Red Roof Inn while Korn gets bored at the Four Seasons
between me and you, I already done it And lived the street life, niggas run away from if You follow my life, in a midwest blunted Pitchforks held high, four
s New Year's son (fuck ya'll niggaz, this ain't no Yo, Ghostface, my gold is fifty hundred, I want my money) NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE
sound of the organ Saw the skeleton, the rider of the Four Horsemen Pull out my dick, chop off my foreskin Take the blood and write down my four sins
