Letras:
Fritten

Tradução: Papas fritas. Ponga Cha Thang en mí.

: Donne-moi un sourire pareil A celui que je veux donner Il sera le nouveau soleil D'un monde a inventer Des milliers d'oiseaux migrateurs De leurs ailes

: I said a bad word when I was a kid. Mamma said that I'd be sorry for the sin that I did. My daddy whooped me and the preacher said shame. And I tried

: querer volar no esta en mis deseos pues desde siempre se que ha sido inalcanzable querer volar tampoco fue mi sueno porque en la altura no me siento

: It's not worth anything more than this at all I live as I choose or I will not live at all So return to where you've come from Return to where you

: It ain't about a heart you find It's about the one you sight It's about the love you hide It's waitin' to be let outside And it ain't about losing

: a church an houses a dry wind rises no seasight no tight a bridge over no river three quarters of a yellow moon three quarters of a yellow moon three

: A mon pauvre pere sans terre A mon pauvre qui erre Dans son passe qui l?enchaine A ses racines qui saignent Tu as quitte tous tes freres Pour proteger

vas deprisa pero vas tarde y la suerte no te espera... Me tienes frito esperando el autobus, Me tienes frito por las aceras, Me tienes frito ver como vienes y vas, Me tienes frito