Tulkojums: Span. S Nekas vairāk.
Tulkojums: Span. Nekas vairāk.
Well, now it takes more than a robin to make the winter go And it takes two lips for fire to melt away the snow Well, it takes two hearts cookin' to make
You know you love me, I know you care Just shout whenever, and I'll be there You are my love, you are my heart And we will never, ever, ever be apart
Yo, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, G. Dep! [G. Dep] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the
I'm so glad I have you to think of To channel all my loving energy into Even though my feelings aren't returned And in time I won't think about you this
Oh yeah I'm a child of the funky time Oh yeah my people have committed ugly crimes And in the process of me breaking free I have inherited a painful legacy
Kindness in your eyes I guess you heard me cry You smiled at me Like, Jesus to a child I'm blessed, I know Heaven sent, heaven stole You smiled at me
It's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad, it
Way up on that mountain children Reachin' up there for ya children Need ya back down here my children To plant your pretty flowers children Hey, hey,
Yeah Children (Remember) Remember the children, yeah Children (Yeah remember) Gotta remember the children, yeah yeah yeah yeah Children (Remember) Gotta
What child is this, Who, laid to rest, On mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthem sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this
A ray of hope flickers in the sky A tiny star lights up way up high All across the land dawns a brand new morn This comes to pass when a child is born
Jesus loves the little children, He loves the retards too, But not as much as the little children, Or else his heart would go blue, Jesus loves the little
Girl, I know you think that it's me you're hurtin' By denying me the right to take part in his life That ain't fair to him and it just ain't right And
What child is this? Who meant to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping Who angels greet with anthem sweet While shepherds watch our keeping This, this is Christ
Gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John He says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun Oh baby Ye-e-e-eh baby Woo-o-o-oh baby Havin' me some fun tonight
All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am Yeah Baby I am you We have the same face and boobs Yeah Baby!!!We are the same! Yeah
