Do you ever wonder what it would be like To stick around long enough for me to be polite? I swear I am a gentleman, I swear this is true But you don't
Tradução: Entre los árboles. Caballero.
: Well my heart's in the Highlands gentle and fair Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air Bluebelles blazing, where the Aberdeen waters flow Well my
of wire And a little pot of glue O Mamma O Mamma He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a wire in between He was
poor wretch died with a book on her knee Chrissy kiss the corpse Chrissy kiss the corpse David drew a mustache under her nose Nick put a burning match between
Spanish, with Wyclef responses] Soy una mujer, sincera (I am a sincere woman) Do you speak English? De donde crecen las palmas (From where the palm tree
Well, my heart's in the highlands, gentle and fair Honey suckle bloomin' in the wildwood air Bluebells blazin' where the Aberdeen waters flow Well, my
of wire And a little pot of glue Oh mama, oh mama He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a wire in between He was
between our lips And the lies we thoughtlessly wove I knew your essence once At our time when the sunset and I touched you In the slanting room, just south of the past Between
cow for me Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea Gentle as lightning, easily Take me to the root of the world tree Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling
the walls, Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people. Why is it that the kind and gentle are subjected to violence and riducule
was the prom queen, the world was hers With a wave of her hand, whispered words Hearts broken by her abilities Addicted to the sweetness of a gentle
and smiled back at her in greeting, fighting for control The gentleness between the one-legged man and his monstrous wife Almost too much for me Is gentleness too much for us Should gentleness
where'd you find me Well Bobby I found you in a smile And the gentleness hidden in your daddy's eyes Freddie said a bird came and left me in a tree
I screamed ,"Come back to me For I was born in love with thee So why should fate stand in between?" And as I drowned her gentle curves With dreams unsaid
of England. Like the sun through the trees you came to love me Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes As
