: Why don't we stop fooling ourselves? The game is over, over, over No good times, no bad times There's no times at all Just The New York Times
Why don't we stop foolin' ourselves? The game is over, over, over No good times, no bad times There's no times at all Just the New York times Sittin'
Why don't we stop fooling ourselves? The game is over, over, over No good times, no bad times There's no times at all Just The New York Times Sitting
Tradução: Simon and Garfunkel. Prórrogas.
Why don't we stop fooling ourselves? The game is over, Over, Over. No good times, no bad times, There's no times at all, Just The New York Times, Sitting
I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled
I'm on your side When times get rough And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over
all I'm on your side When times get rough And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over
: Celia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please, to come home Celia
: Gee but it's great to be back home Home is where I want to be I've been on the road so long my friend And if you came along I know you couldn't
: I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jests
