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Seven Places Western Wall

Traducere: Şapte locuri. Zidul de Vest.

I can't find my way back home. I'm here, I know I'm so alone. I used to sing and stand up tall, I've stuck my prayers into the wall. I take my knees

will be O.K. In this time of knowledge and love for our world, for Mother Earth we all fight, our voices can be heard The World will be a better place, East and West

we rock the mic and (we rock the mic well) (1) for the treble (2) for the bass Come on ebony mc help me rock the place {ebony mc} We be waiting, playing

Got a personal vendetta For those who oppose my dogs Shut your windows and close your doors Hold the walls, watch how the clean get gritty Seven-One coming

I'm 'bout to take it back to '84, when I was fourteen Kickin' back in the trees, West Side, if you please And, four-thirty-six, West Spruce was the spot

two year old housewife Who got caught with her best friend's husband She ain't around to try again For the seven year old girl swingin', slidin' On the west

It was a dream I had This room was in the middle of a sandy plain The walls were gone but the doors and windows remained At the side of the bed were soft

not appropriate. Comparing himself to Kennedy was beyond laughable.) "Mr. Gorbachov, tear down this wall." - PRESIDENT RONALD REAGAN (to Soviet Prime Minister Michael Gorbachov, referring to the Berlin Wall