destructor Pierde corredor Mi cuerpo escultor oscilando Puño delator Largo corredor Amba direccion delirando Santos Inocentes... Santos Inocentes
If I ever get out of this city You will never be lonely Like the nights in New York Never sleeping I'll be hittin' the roadway I'm feeling this is another
lord, make me an instrument of your peace where there is hatred, let me sow love where there is injury, pardon where there is doubt, faith where there
Tulkojums: Childermas. Fatalia / Intro.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Attīrītiem ar nolādēt.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Nelietojiet Promise Me.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Fatalia.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Get Loved.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Izkaltēt Me.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Valsts Gothique.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Take Me High.
Tulkojums: Childermas. Saint.
Tulkojums: Izkapts. Childermas.
I'm sleeping on the cloud I'm dreaming of the world You're leaving so long then I'm hanging on the poles Those tiny waterfalls Of your tears that you
(Music by Greg Brown / poem of William Blake) 'Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, The children walking two and two, in red, and blue
cum prima luce when the morning mist covers my land somewhere in a mystic forest a wonderful glade behind the trees as pure as the water which flows
Can see you falling down Just like an angel turns to darkness How could it be Believe the devil it was me Your innocence is taken away Now i can see
