Armand Amar Black Gold歌词

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Just as two breaths become one breath, As two whispers become a cry, Miracle before us lies, The glory of a new-born child. These half-closed eyes already see, Looking without looking within. A testament of truth before, before our eyes. The glory of

Every time you say goodbye It breaks my heart a little And for every time of made you cry You know I die a little Because I love you... I love you like the thunder loves the lightning... Like the wind loves the rain Every time you say goodbye I see t

Belle, tu es si belle Qu'en te voyant Je t'ai aimée Belle, que j'aime tant Depuis longtemps Je t'attendais Souviens toi, Du temps où tu venais Chaque soir pour me rencontrer Tu passais Si belle que j'en rêvais Tu le sais, mon amie Je t'aimais Belle,

Je connais les brumes claires La neige blanche et les matins d'hiver Je voudrais te retrouver Le lièvre blanc qu'on ne voit jamais Mais l'oiseau, l'oiseau s'est envolé Et moi jamais je ne le trouverais Si jamais je rencontrais Ce bel oiseau qui s'est

I don't wanna waste a lifetime chasing pots of gold I don't wanna miss the sunshine standing in the cold I don't wanna be the one who's left behind I wanna catch a glimpse of life C'mon darlin', now we've started something that we've both gotta want

Eva Cassidy Fields of Gold (Sting) You'll remember me when the west wind moves Among the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze awhile Among the fields of barley In h

There's a mountain and it's mighty high U cannot see the top unless U fly And there's a molehill of proven ground There ain't no where 2 go if U hang around Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been to

I want to live I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions I never give That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. I've been to hollywoo