: He, j'crois j'ai besoin d'un peu d'air frais, D'une ballade en foret !? J'sais plus trop c'que j'fais, La vie use ! He, j'aime pas du tout c'que j
: Samuel et Jonaz ont quitte le pays Fatima et Mahmid ont sacrifie leur vie Parce qu'ils ont voulu s'en remettre a demain Dessiner l'avenir, le brandir
: Refrain J'ai un but dans la vie Je veux faire des envieux Qu'ils m'observent et puis qu'ca leur mette un coup d'vieux J'veux qui s'disent Qu'eux
: C'est pas qu'on s'sente differents Ou bien qu'on juge la vie Mais qu'est-ce qu'on s'sent loin des gens Quand on survole la ville sur son tapis Et rire
: Yeah when I came to you were standing by the foot of the bed, I was still hung over, and my eyes were bloodshot and red, Did you think that things
: I feel like I'm walking on a mine I'm gonna leave it all behind I feel like I'm gaining my soul While I'm losing my mind And I feel like I understand
You caged the wild man that raged inside me Took a hell bent cowboy, made his hands sure and steady But today when you walked out, what was I gonna do
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There?s a dyin? voice within
So shallow, not even an infant Could drown within this compassion But I feel as if I've drowned just the same But rather from my ignorance That unconditional
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
When you were just a girl the stars would fall into your hands The universe and galaxies would yield at your command From grassy fields and fallen leaves
I've fought for long and I've promised to learn not to live connected with you drugging the world So you're in control deciding our future before
Bobby wears his cap and a baseball jersery That carries the name of his favorite star He's waiting at the curb Daddy better hurry It's quarter to 12
Yeah, when I came to you were standing by the foot of the bed I was still hung over and my eyes were bloodshot and red Did you think that things were
Legata a un granello di sabbia Mi vuoi lasciare, tu vuoi fuggire ma sola al buio tu poi mi chiamerai. Ti voglio cullare, cullare posandoti su un'onda
One, one, one grain of sand One, one, one grain of sand Just one little grain of sand Can change your life and ruin your plans Undermine your house of
(Bob Dylan) In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a