(Charles Aznavour and Herbert Kretzmer) She May be the face I can't forget A trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
Troppe regole, vedi? troppe complicazioni Troppi quelli che sanno demolire illusioni Troppe regole, baby non ti manca un po' l'aria con tutte queste
(Jimmy Cliff) Many rivers to cross But I can`t seem to find My way over Wandering I am lost As I travel along The white cliffs of Dover Many rivers
Many rivers to cross But I can't seem to find my way over Wandering I am lost As I travel along the white cliffs of dover Many rivers to cross And it
clean Secret talks behind the back of each other And no one stops unless we're caught Other people are hell This is not my dream Other people are hell A little birdie told me Other
{Intro} Yo, yo, uh Ja Rule, heh, Murder Inc. Come on, come on Yo. yo {1} - I'mma ride to the end of the road baby This life will drive me crazy Be gettin
Verse 1: We're dancing free but we're stuck here underground And everybody trying to figure they way out Hey Hey Hey, all we ever wanted to say Was chased
I was so proud of So with patches on my britches Holes in both my shoes In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school Just to find the others laughing
You say "I love you boy" But I know you lie. I trust you all the same And I don't know why. 'Cause when my back is turned, My bruises shine. Our broken
There's so many ways to do this Anyone could tell me that I could, what if, There's more than one way to skin a cat My options are unlimited My choices
Yea what up, 1 time, 1 time, PMD, Mic Doc 9-7, 2 thous and beyond, check it, check it Step aside, peep the wide body, kicking shit like karate Or catch
Talking: Yea, yea. Father forgive me for I have sinned on this track. I go by the name of Pleasure P swagger CEO Chorus: (How can I ease the pain?)
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Someone's always coming around here trailin' some new kill Says I seen a picture on a hundred dollar bill What's a game of chance to you Him is one Of
Massimiliano Casacci // Davide Di Leo // Samuel Romano Stanco di vedere le parole che muoiono stanco di vedere che le cose non cambiano stanco di
Lucifer son of the mourning, I'm gonna chase you out of earth! I'm gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase satan out of earth I'm gonna put on a iron shirt
E' inutile sai, il male che fa il peso di un bacio. L'hai dato soltanto perche eri da solo. La colpa dov'e?! Qua intorno non c'e Sai dirmi tu dov'e?!
Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo Ed il suo inutile stare lo immaginavo Ma non pensavo di arrivare ad odiarlo. E dietro grandi sorrisi io lo sapevo