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Brian Mcfadden Irish Son

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Demons. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Démoni.
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Have you ever been lost in a different world? Where everything you once knew is gone And you find yourself powerless With everything that exists, you?

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Almost Here (Ft Delta Goodrem). Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Téměř zde (Ft Delta Goodrem).
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Did I hear you right ?Cause I thought you said Let?s think it over You have been my life And I never planned Growing old without you Shadows bleeding

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son Pt.2. Irish Son. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn bod 2. Irský Syn.
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've seen so much that has changed me So just break with your past, feed your own mind Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times Yes, this Irish son

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Lose Lose Situation. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Ztratit ztratit situace.
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When we fall out I like to go drivin' in my car Listen to something ironic And end up in a bar Get an earful of shit from a stranger Who's got a broken

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son Pt.2. Optimystik. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn bod 2. Optimystik.
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When the sunshine can't bring a smile to your sad eyes And the dark clouds are suddenly your best friend When the ship goes down, we could bow from higher

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Pull Myself Away. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Dát zase pryč.
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Found myself magnetized My senses they were hypnotized Everything was drawing to you I lost all sense of time The everyday was pushed aside Even though

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Sorry Love Daddy. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Je nám líto Láska Tati.
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It seems like only yesterday I held you in my arms and said You will never need to fear the dark But unforeseen misery has come Between your Mummy and

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son Pt.2. Three Babies & A Man. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn bod 2. Tři děti a muž.
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First baby comes and it's funny How a little can change everything I don't see very much of my honey I don't get a peep, I just get no sleep I'm craving

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Walking Disaster. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Chůze po havárii.
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Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh The summer got cold And the wheels

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. He's No Hero. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Je to žádný hrdina.
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It?s another 6 a.m. as he stumbles in again And my mother cries don?t wake the children Through the tears I can hear him say Didn?t have much luck today

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Walking Into Walls. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Chůze do zdi.
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She wipes a tear from her brow She's been crying again She's been walking into walls again Behind her quivering smile There's a secret That goes deeper

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son. Real To Me. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Real To Me.
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Showbiz dinners and the free champagne Men in suits who think they know it all No one knows me but they know my name That's not real to me Hotel lobby

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Brian Mcfadden. Irish Son Pt.1. Be True To Your Women. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn Pt.1. Být věrný své ženy.
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I was talking last night To a friend who was thinking he might Risk it all for a moment of lust and adventure And so I told him You can live everyday

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Originál: Mcfadden, Brian. Irish Son.

Překlad: McFadden, Brian. Irský Syn.

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Brian McFadden. Irish Son. Be True To Your Woman. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Být věrný své ženy.
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I was talking last night To a friend who was thinking he might Risk it all for a moment of lust and adventure And so I told him You can live everyday

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Brian McFadden. Irish Son. Demons. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Démoni.
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Have you ever been lost in a different world Where everything you once knew Is gone And you find yourself powerless With everything that exists You're

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Brian McFadden. Irish Son. Irish Son. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Irský Syn.
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I've seen so much that has changed me So just break with your past Feed your own mind Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times Cos' this Irish son

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Brian McFadden. Irish Son. He's No Hero. Brian McFadden. Irský Syn. Je to žádný hrdina.
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It's another 6 am As he stumbles in again And the mother croes 'don't wake the children' Through the tears I can hear him say 'didn't have much luck

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