Tradução: Caballito Blanco. Caballito Blanco.
: Este es el corrido del caballo blanco que en un dia domingo feliz arrancara iba con la mira de llegar al norte habiendo salido de Guadalajara su noble
: [WALTER GIARDINO] Salvaje vas hijo del rayo fuerza del mar, brillo del sol. Tu corazon marca el camino, ese que vas a recorrer. Y no te importa si
Now take me dancing at the disco Where you buy your Winniebago I wanna ride on a white horse I want to ride on a white horse When the light turns into
Marian: Being in love used to be my fav'rite dream. Oh, yes. I've been in love more than anybody else has. I guess. My first love heroic'ly ran the
die Berge warn so hoch die Täler so weit grün war dieses wilde Land ich sitze im Hotel im neunzehnten Stock und hab es doch sofort erkannt wie
Salvaje vas hijo del rayo Fuerza del mar, brillo del sol Tu corazon marca el camino Ese que vas a recorrer Y no te importa si hay una razon En lo salvaje
Say you're sorry That face of an angel comes out Just when you need it to As I pace back and forth all this time 'Cause I honestly believed in you Holding
melt the snow in my lies melt the magic in my eyes what I m searching for what I m living for ... I forgot...
In solitary devilment We find solace, but bring me hearts content With masochistic tendencies Put on my lipstick, Deliver me... Deliver me With
Hitherto great lamentaions consume us Garland feigning on the crowns of gnomes peril Heralders don hooves in homage and brave tales Saints rue the black
On white horses let me ride away To my world of dreams so far away Let me run To the sun To a world my heart can understand It's a gentle warm and wonderland
I'm leavin' you to worry you off my mind Lord, I'm leavin' you to worry you off my mind 'Cause you keep me worried troubled Troubled all the time Ah,
(When I was a young girl I used to dream of a lover To be my shining knight of strength one day He'd cary me to a castle in the heavens and battle all
I'm not the king of anything Nor am I a god I ride like rolling thunder On a steed that's poorly shod I steal from necessity I kill with no remorse Brave
Come here and look through the window Marie Open the shutters tell me what you see Was that his knock that I heard on the door Or is it six white horses
Come here and look through the window over He open up the shatters tell me, watch you see Was that his knock that I heard at the door Or is it six white
