Investigate the meaning of your sentence What is it telling you ? Where does it begin and where does it end ? Question the nature of your orders Question the nature of your orders Question the nature of your orders What do they want from you ? A rendezvous upon the sound The cars rev…
Pony boy pony boy Won’t you be my pony boy Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa My pony boy Ride with me ride with me Won’t you take a ride with me Underneath the starry sky My pony boy O’er the hills and through the trees We’ll go ridin’ you and me Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-away My pony…
Lovely hula hands graceful as the birds in motion Gliding like the gulls o’er the ocean Lovely hula hands kou lima nani e Lovely hula hands telling of the rains in the valley And the swirling winds o’er the pali Lovely hula hands kou lima nani e I can feel the soft caresses of your…
The truth about Roni, she
My good looks won
Standart belli bedenlersiniz,, Kozunuzu pozunuzla belli edenlersiniz.. Demek istediğimi,, En radikal tavra, en dik duruşlara resti çekenler bilir.. Benim yaralarım kalpte.. Risk işim, yani zar atanım harpte… Teşhis deneyimdir; süreç değil, Çünkü henüz oyun bile başlamadan aralanır perde… İçimde kopar fırtına.. Belli bölgeler değil, tüm dünya mıntıkam.. Güreşirse görüşler, yer değer sırtına.. Zihinsel pehlivana her…
And I hate what I’ve become Childhood photographs are faded like the memories Lost inside my head Because I sold my soul for cheap In exchange for empty promises They’ve all been broken He came to me in my sleep How can I turn this all around? How can I turn it inside out? Will…
Words and music by John Deacon Sammy was low Just watching the show Over and over again Knew it was time He’d made up his mind To leave his dead life behind His boss said to him ‘Boy you’d better begin To get those crazy notions right out of your head Sammy who do you…
[B-Real] Hay mucha gente que me dice Que no valgo madre y no voy hacer Nada porque me critican Ahora tengo feria y ellos me envidian Chingan y piden siempre me siguen Y al mismo tiempo me dicen: No entendemos tu onda Con tu cuete, tu dinero y adicto a mota Yo nunca quise golpear…