: Irradian cierta tristeza tus murmullos, por eso mi poema es el poema tuyo. Son mis palabras tercas, latido jondo las gotas de agua de lluvia de algun
: Quiero ser viento y tragarme con tus besos y una vez dentro abrazarme a tus huesos y no soltarme nunca nunca jamas, yo soy tu virus, tu eres mi enfermedad
: Libertad, te enrosco en un canuto y te vuelvo a fumar Trajino y me imagino una puesta de sol que incendie los latidos de mi corazon. Sincronicemos
: Talle en tu corazon un "te quiero" a golpe de cincel y luego te arranque los miedos con unas tenazas. Senti morir entre tus piernas y volver a nacer
: Lo siento mucho pero esta vez no escucho las palabras de aquellos que me mienten con boca de cucurucho. Con un serrucho, yo cortare con un serrucho
: [Verse 1] I was sittin' at home Thinkin' to myself I started thinkin' bout you How much I do love you I really do I would never trade you Never forsake
: Il est des heures, ou Les ombres se dissipent La douleur se fige Il est des heures, ou Quand l'etre s'invincible La lepre s'incline Mais Si j'avais
: ?Cuantas? repito cuantas veces hablas de lo mismo carne de canon girate que asi es la guerra drogas duras, blandas, blancas hablas mucho en un retrete
: J'ecris des mots doux a toutes les filles de France J'espere qu'elles y repondent J'ai jure que je serai content avant la fin de l'annee J'ecris des
: My box is full And my mouth is full And my life is full And now my memory's full In how many ways and words Can you say nothing Millions of ways
: Bene o male tutti han Dentro un animale Dolce e tenero Che morde un po S'addormenta la mattina Sul giornale Ma e di quelli Che non sanno dire
: Won't be back again, I know I feel beside you fall through me These rooms, these halls, Got a lot of memories, And the way I see things, Don't do
Chorus [T-Pain]: Tell me what do you see When you looking at me (woooahhhh) On a mission to be What I'm destined to be (woooahhhh) I done been through
Baby listen I was sittin' at home, thinkin' to myself I started thinkin' 'bout you how much I do love you, I really do I would never trade you, never
We run everythin' We run the streets, the radio and the club All of the above Yes, yes All the above Oh, oh, oh All the above Oh, oh, oh Yeah, Mr. Him
My box is full And my mouth is full And my life is full And now my memory's full In how many ways and words Can you say nothing Millions of ways and words
In the reflection, in the reflection I don't know you that well but I like your energy She is a wolf lookin' through my window She is a wolf lookin'
[spoken] 8 March 1998 dear mr prime minister, to be honest, im kind of disgusted with the state of this country and i am holding you directly responsible