Floare de iris....floare de colt, Ne-ai ocrotit, ne-ai dat un rost Iar cand noi nu vom mai fii Va veti aminti ca a fost odata Iris Iar cand noi nu vom
Traducere: Lambru, Faramita. Lelita Floare.
Traducere: Iris. Floare Iris.
Look for a while at the China cat sunflower Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper dome bodhi drip a silver kimono Like a crazy quilt stargown
Open your mouth wide The universal sigh And while the ocean blooms It's what keeps me alive So I lose and start over Don't blow your mind with why I
Don't bring me flowers to my bed, I don't wish you to know It's time to find myself again As cold as houses on your street, as hollow as my own I hope
Earth is our mother Just turning around With her trees in the forest And roots underground Our father above us Whose sigh is the wind Paint us a rainbow
The strangest thought came to me on this morning As I awake to greet the coming dawn The sun was hardly peaking through the garden It felt that with everything
All I want is to be your sunflower To watch over you from up high When the wind blows I will kiss you like sunshine Stealing pieces from a perfect sky
Turn the ugly light off God wanna feel the night Everyday it shines down on me don't you think that I see Don't you think that I see what it's all about
Do you want to go for a walk you can hold my hand we can laugh and talk. You can lead the way, which way you want to go. Tell me all the things I really
Flower, flower, flower Power, power, power I come over I take over Kudzu, kudzu, kudzu Moods, moods, moods
Wait a minute my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A flower blossoms in my hand The people drifting by Another day ends
Valsa Bebel Valsa Bebel Valsa Bebel Bo mocidade 'm ta revive Valsa Bebel Na nha memoria bo ta vive Um valsa pa nha vozinha Na lembranca de se mocidade
Well, this flower is my soul but it's not half of what I owe I should give you every rose that ever grew But take this one here for a start and you can
Well this flower is my soul But it's not half of what I owe I should give you every rose that I ever grew But take this one here for a start And you can
He picks a yellow flower on a Sunday afternoon The love he had for her only he and God knew The smile she gave him said all the unspoken words With a