Tulkojums: Makejevas, Aleksandras. Sulauke Rudens.
You make the rain fall 'Cause you're so beautiful that it's painful Yeah, you told me that you were an angel But I already know what you came for You
Out of morning and into midnight, Through the sunrise and under moonlight. Isobella, oh! Isobella, dream of me. Everything that comes from day Comes
Autumn, it feels like autumn Although the breeze is still, I feel the chill of autumn Oh, yes, it's autumn, it's always autumn However green the hill,
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first knighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
I never promised you a happy ending You never said you wouldn't make me cry But summer love will keep us warm long after Our autumn goodbye, autumn goodbye
Over the edge So scared, so unsteady I leapt from the ledge Was I ready? Was I ready for you? Freefall Freefall I fall into the deep Here with you and
The falling leaves drift by my window The falling leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands I used to hold Since
When It's Autumn In The Soul Black Shapes Uprise And Time Grows Old How Much Longer To Endure The Pain In The Distance Her Name Echoes Across The Plain
I've been living out of sanity I've been splitting hairs and blurring lines I am a house that is divided In my heart and in my mind I use one hand to
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The autumn leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves all red and gold I see your lips The summer kisses The sunburned hand I used to hold But since
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar When the dawn begins to crack, it's all part of my autumn almanac Breeze blows leaves of a musty
I love you for sentimental reasons I hope you do believe me I'll give you my heart I love you and you alone were meant for me Please give your loving
Free, exactly where I should be But, I admit sometimes I lie I lost the war but tried I tried every day, I tried to stay away And now I've some things
If all the faces in the world Had half of your kindness Half of your sweetness Then happy I would be
Found something crying it was my soul I fed it milk, so wouldn't grow old We crossed the borderline at dawn And woke up in a field of corn A farmer told
Little bear, little bear You're getting out of hand Getting out of hand I think I'm gonna lose you now Little bear, little bear You know me too well
