l'uccellin fuggi Non lo state ad aspettar non vorra piu ritornar nel suo volo d'amore d'azzurro verso il sol l'uccellino della radio ha preso il vol
Oh, how sadly sound the songs, the queen must sing of dying A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing If she could see her mirror now She would
Body's not secure The truth will not absorb And this crumbling apart Is no good for you at all Sound, there's order in the sound The sound that you don
In the country that forms in the orchard swell With oranges and peaches a little bit of truth as well In the city politicians beat their drum All the
terra. Ragni, passeri e mosche in attesa di un gatto che mi e stato promesso come premio riscatto. Ho mangiato gli uccelli, gli ho aperto il cervello
번역: 하우스 브랜드. 누가 타 버즈어요.
: (Joni Mitchell) [Arrangement of the traditional "Corrina, Corrina"] I took a house by the water Took a man on a mountainside Pretty house by the
: In the country The farms and the orchards swell With oranges and peaches A little bit of truth as well In the city Politicians beat their drum
A Tuesday night in Winter, holed up in the city of ravens, The owls in the hills hoo-hooing and eyeing off the field mice down in the cold grey centre
Well it's my very little wonder and it's one that I will keep, But you can take it with you if it helps you when you're trying to sleep... and the men
O fraudulent mirror, O rank rainbow toad, I'd break apart too if I knowed what you knowed I'd fall from the wall, I'd leap from the road, You take cover
Well our dogs get along, but have you noticed how easy evil dialogues of ours come out of wanting, for so long, an easy laughter, to feel guilty for
What's wrong, sad Prince? The body is soft, the heart is cold, You were tongue-in' for danger, but danger bites back, It only lays down for the reckless
They married, a dandy and a back alley tough On the foreshore while kids in the needling rough Stayed low, in, and laid till they'd had enough Of the
Well it tastes like a Sunday, There should be music in the front room, and the markets a'milling with the people in the afternoon. And there's a question