burdens of grief that weigh against me aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch your kind heart now pines for whom the gods love dies young wrapped
Melting hands, as in fear they've ruled But will not anymore Determination now only a coagulating fluid Burning it's paths down the sad soil Clouds pregnant
What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just DROP OUT I'll go to Frisco Buy a wig & sleep On Owsley's floor Walked past the
Disappeared along with choirs In the dark my shades are turning Down in the middle of the end I kept on talking to me and myself The way she's starring
Frank Zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals) Billy Mundi (drums, vocals, yak) Bunk Gardner (woodwinds) Roy Estrada (electric bass, vocals) Don Preston (retired
You know this song's about you Would say your name but what would that prove? Tore my heart in two I want to write a song about you and you'll wonder
Shake the minute donkey with all The less you climb the higher the fall In a place where they talk and talk The wolves will eat but the birds will starve
A ma mere qui m'a porte A tous ceux qui m'ont aide Et a la femme que j'aime A qui j'ai donne mon coeur A l'aube nouvelle du Grand-Est A l'orage et a la
Quella tua veste corta quando te la toglievi io non scordero mai le cose che provavo, e capitava sempre il lunedi di fronte alla tua stanza dalla mia
Disappeared along with choirs In the dark my shades are turning Down in the middle of the end I kept of talking to me and myself The way she's starring
[Music:Tomas Haake, Fredrik Thordendal; Lyric:Tomas Haake] Melting hands, as in fear they've ruled but will not anymore Determination now only a coagulating
What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just DROP OUT I'll go to Frisco Buy a wig & sleep On Owsley's floor Walked past the wig
You know this song's about you Would say your name, but what would the prove? Tore my heart in two I want to write a song about you And you'll wonder
Překlad: Amorphis. Sbory hořkosti.
Překlad: Banda Del Sol. Obchodní sbory.
Překlad: Blind Prasata. Zbraně a sbory.
Překlad: Disharmonické orchestr. Zmizel se sbory hermafrodit.
Překlad: Zappa, Frank. Kdo potřebuje mírové sbory?.
