Překlad: Phil Bensen. Cesta domů.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. Srpna.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. Všichni.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. Včerejší Daydreams.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. La tentokrát.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. Letadla papíru.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. Vysoké podpatky a minisukni.
Překlad: Phil Bensen. Dost dobrý.
It's an old song playing on the radio A melody plays the strings, A life I used to know And time it seems so fast, like a rolling stone And we are gypsy
High heels and a miniskirt She gonna make it work struts her stuff and all the heads start to turn The fellas wanna take her home Wanna be alone with
I'm waiting for someday To spend some education down the drain And I'm always makin the same mistakes oh And I'm stumblin through this mess I've made
Last Tuesday I hit the road up past Sunrise I Moteled Sixed it, cities and sticked it Biggest slides tell me that I'm makin good time Messed around with
Cheers to me another late night sinkin like a storm the crowd is left and i'm all alone and i saw a jet plane light up the night and i jumped on its
Gaze into the dawns light watching those fireflies and August was so kind she's sitting on my mind maybe one day I'll see if August just waits for me
The shades are open the moon it lights my face I stare into old pictures and i've seen better days you know i have well i have you know i have i know
