Blue Grass Stomp is an instrumental created by Bill Monroe. 😉
There are no lyrics.
Blue Grass Stomp is an instrumental created by Bill Monroe. 😉
There are no lyrics.
Telli telli telli, şu telli turna Sanma ki yaralı, uçmaz bir daha Takılmış kanadı göçmen buluta Anlatır eski beni şimdiki bana Sakın çıkma patika yollara, O dağlara, kırlara, o karlı ovaya Yenik düşüyor herşey zamana Biz büyüdük ve kirlendi dünya Telli telli telli, şu telli turna Sanma ki yaralı, uçmaz bir daha Takılmış kanadı göçmen…
Shattering the serpent egg Black shape reincarnates Baptized in underworlds places Domination of mystical worship A weird shrine with malevolent colors Manfully conquers the time Disequilibrium of universal balance La Reine Noir is cast to Earth ?La Reine Noir Withering in weakly sunlight Petrified instincts awaken once again – La Reine Noir Number the corpses…
Well you think there’s a problem with your sink But your baby been lookin’ in the pink I said your drain been clogged for quite a while But there’s something new in your baby’s smile I said piss and moan you know its a bummer Yo baby’s been sleepin with your plumber Na Na Na…
This is my life down here with me One mistake for which I still pay dearly Self-reconstruction after a granted wish for annihilation The dissection of definition the bitter bite of memory Cringing in anticipation The reflections on which we used to rely crushed were we to discover that they could only lie Don’t lie…
var sana bir defa daha bakma hakkım var giderken çok acıyor elim kolum bağlı artık yar severken zor giderek dahada zor oldu duysunlar benide olan değil eskilerden sar dönersen bir ihtimal bir ihtimal direniyorum dertlerine yar söyle artık bu devirde böyle aşk mı var direniyorum dertlerine yar söyle artık bu devirde böyle aşk mı var…
I don’t want to dress in girls’ clothes ’cause I’m a boy. Why do you make me dress in girls’ clothes? I’m a boy and should dress in boys’ clothes. Transvestite, transvestite. You’re not girls, you are guys. All the boys are dressed like girls And all the girls are dressed like boys I don’t…