pass by! And I am rising off my land I reach out you my open hand We could remain and fall apart But we are here Heart to heart I lose something I lose
are hearing my heart Is calling you now Please Let my heart beat so deep No doubt Please, come You hear it, while city sleeps You are hearing my heart
hizzzle! fo rizneal!) {fo rizneal!} (Can you fizzle?) {Can you fizzle?} (Oh!) {Oh, il est pas content!} (You don't hear what I'm talkin' about... You can hear me don't you hear
Tulkojums: Sirds. Nekas.
Quel est ton nom? Je m'appelle Phila?be et je suis de Corinthe. Ah? De Corinthe? Moi, on m'appelle a?lectre. Tu es belle. Tu ne ressembles pas aux gens