relatarles esta historia verdadera pues mueren dos jovencitos de una forma muy certera, sin deberla ni temerla la muerte a ellos se los lleva. Silvestre
: En las orillas de una calle ingravida me fui a estacionar una libelula me trajo versos de cristal aquella noche aparecia la luna con sus cantos de
reloj era la hora senalada para cruzar la frontera con la carga que llevaban sabian que era peligroso y la vida se jugaban. Andres le dijo a Silvestre
cercata tra le linee di Canova Tra i colori di Monet Il tuo pianto scivola in un mare rosso qui dentro di me Le tue gambe son Parigi La tu anima e silvestre
tristeza relatarles esta historia verdadera pues mueren dos jovencitos de una forma muy certera, sin deberla ni temerla la muerte a ellos se los lleva. Silvestre
Flor silvestre y campesina Flor silvestre y natural Nadie te cree una flor fina Por vivir junto al nopal. No eres rosa, no eres lirio Mucho menos flor
En las orillas de una calle ingravida me fui a estacionar una libelula me trajo versos de cristal aquella noche aparecia la luna con sus cantos de coral
There's a place where love grows wild Where hearts can trust just like a child A wild thing, it don't need a lot It just grows on what it's it got It
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Wild leaves are falling Falling to the ground Every leaf a moment A light upon the crown That we'll all be wearing In a time unbound And wild leaves
Eeeeh, Eeeeh Ooh, Ooh Eeeeh, Eeeeh Got alot of booty in your pants and you got alot got alot of booty in your pants[x7] and you got enough..... wild
Crazy time Whoa (My Dawgs) Whoa, whoa, whoa (Okay) Whoa, whoa whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Wild out (C'mon) Wild out Wild out (If ya glad that L O X is
Cold chamber Chorus start I get wild out in the ____ Choo hooo I get loud in the___ Choo hoo I get down in the ____ Choo hoo Choochoo choo hooo
Oh, the summer's in it's prime And the leaves are sweetly blooming, And the wild mountain thyme All the mountains is perfuming Will you go lassie go?
Come on go with me, babe Come on go with me, girl Baby, let's go To the cabin down below I got a radio Put it on soft and low Baby, let's go To the cabin
Waiting by the side of the road For day to break so we could go Down into Los Angeles With dirty hands and worn out knees I keep crawling back to you
I remember you so clearly The first one through the door They return to find you drifting Too far from the shore I remember feeling this way You can
We gotta get to a higher place And we gotta leave by night Before that river takes us down We gotta find some place that's dry We gotta run like we've