J'ai encore rêvé d'elleC'est bête, elle n'a rien fait pour çaElle n'est pas vraiment belleC'est mieux, elle est faite pour moiToute en douceur
Terre brûlée au vent Des landes de pierre, Autour des lacs, C'est pour les vivants Un peu d'enfer, Le Connemara.
Il s'appelait Stewball. C'était un cheval blanc. Il était mon idole Et moi, j'avais dix ans.
Почему кончается любовь ?Почему кончаются столетья ?Для чего я начинаюсь вновь ?И зачем, зачем живём на свете мы ?
Ледяной ветер в спину ударит,Ветер разлуки поможет проснуться.Нежный твой голос меня не обманет,Ты не заставишь меня оглянуться.
You’ve been my superstarBut it’s not what you areYou’ve been my super heroSince I’ve lived in your shadeEvery step that I made
There ain`t nothing I can do Nothing I can say That folks criticize me But I`m gonna do just as I want to anyway
Давно прошла веселая пора.Все реже вижу я своих друзей.И пусть у всех заботы и дела -Чем старше дружба, тем она сильней.
A little less conversation, a little more action pleaseAll this aggravation ain't satisfactioning meA little more bite and a little less bark
What about sunriseWhat about rainWhat about all the thingsThat you said we were to gain...What about killing fieldsIs there a time
You're as cold as iceYou're willing to sacrifice our loveYou never take adviceSomeday you'll pay the price, I knowI've seen it before
I breathe clouds beneath my window I see rockets in the sky I feel satellites in limbo I breathe oxygen up high
Like a movie scene In the sweetest dreams Have pictured us together Now to feel your lips On my fingertips I have to say is even better
What on earth am I meant to do In this crowded place there is only you Was gonna leave now I have to stay You have taken my breath away
She is smiling like heaven is down on earthSun is shining so bright on herAnd all her wishes have finally come trueAnd her heart is weeping.
Give me time to realize my crimeLet me love and stealI have danced inside your eyesHow can I be real
Come here, baby
I'm sending you an SmsI'm sending you an Sms
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the airUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
Oh the wind whistles down The cold dark street tonight And the people they were dancing to the music vibe
