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Traducere: Belga. Az A Baj.
consolam Esse nha tristeza di bai... Dispidida di cretcheu e maguode Ate na letra di se palavra S'el tem fe di torna volta Na sofre ma consolado... Belga
L'HYMNE NATIONAL BELGE Texte officiel LA BRABANCONNE O Belgique, o mere cherie, A toi nos coeurs, a toi nos bras, A toi notre sang, o Patrie ! Nous le
Lately I feel so small Or maybe its just that my bed has grown Never noticed it before But you were there so how was I to know That this single bed Was
You left me here for some boy you hardly know from Spain or France or was it Mexico Well it doesn't matter now I'll have to carry on somehow You told
The blood in my veins Was running right through my brain There was a cop with a gun Who was running around insane Three fifty arrests No bullet proof
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Remember Belgium and the Brussels museum Where we piled on the front steps like stray cavaliers Our code of living meant little to others The few francs
Orval, Duvel, Corsendonk Scaldis, Chimay, Rodenbach Westmalle Triple, Golden Carolus Belgian Alcoholocaust!!! Get startin' with Hoegaarden! I'm flash
Becoming weary of your lies You disguise the truth belies Only fooling yourself Pretend to bite the hand that feeds But you won't discard your security
Billing come runnin' through the tunnel Got a dream he's gonna change the world Got some spray paint gonna relate Politics on the walls of Pittsburgh
Four young fuckers on an afternoon drive Through the land of gods and killing time Tried to relate to a nuclear age But we lost our souls in a pinball
Rock out! Free the bass Go! Black kid beatin up the white kid White kid beatin up the black kid Aren't you ashamed of what you did? Never put to error
I stroke myself when I think of you Pretending that you want me too Your hair is green and your eyes are blue I feel blue too I wish I was some other
Everyone from across the nation I'm gonna tell you the new sensation A deviation For celebration From Tokyo to the Appalachians It's hip And it is my
