Tradução: Tonton David. Caminos separados.
: (Music: Bowie/Eno/Gabrels/Garson/ Kizilcay/Campbell - Lyrics: Bowie) Poor soul Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him
You always run to me whenever he leaves you We trade philosophy but nothing can free you Too many poisoned arrows hit The heart you try to hide Can't
You change just like the weather I never know if you'll be hot or cold to me Can't you see what I've been going through? We belong together Even though
Seems like everything I like Will make me sick or poor or fat (Says who?) Oh you beautiful doll save one for me And try not to laugh (Who's got the time
Poor soul Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so Poor dunce He pushed back the pigmen The barbs laughed The fool is dead
(Music: Bowie/Eno/Gabrels/Garson/ Kizilcay/Campbell - Lyrics: Bowie) Poor soul Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so
Tradução: David Crosby. Stop Tonterías.
Tradução: David. Una pequeña parcela de tierra.
Tradução: David Alan Coe. Siempre seré un tonto para usted.
Tradução: David Bowie. Una pequeña parcela de tierra.
Tradução: Hasselhoff, David. Lullaby tonto.
Tradução: David Lee Roth. Dos tontos Un Minuto.
: You always run to me whenever he leaves you We trade philosophy, but nothing can free you Too many poisoned arrows hit The heart you try to hide
