Esta local歌词

[Verse One:] Ay yo, my family, half black and half godbody Half blood and half leppa? So nigga weppa? It don't matter whatever you is I sneeze in your food (achoo), show you I'm rude I'm half Puerto Rock, what, Puerto Rican my pops My moms black, mos

Artist:belanova Songs Title:por esta vez Lo conoci en algun cafe el me miro me sonrio me dijo hola como estas y yo le respondi le dije no del todo mal buendia Por esta vez puede ser de verdad podria ser real por esta vez no tengo que perder no hay na

Hoy vine a decirle Vine a suplicarle y a rogarle que ya regrese Que venga a mi lado Que ya no se haga Que ando llorando por su llegada Hoy vine a decirle Que me pesa el silencio en nuestra casa Que me siento muy sola Que dejar de vivir Que dejarme mo

Esta noche volveré, A contarte Parapapapa, Esta noche volveré, A buscarte Parapapapa. El tibio recuerdo, Tus labios el aroma a jazmín, Paraparapara. Solo el tiempo cura, L'alma herida Parapapapa, Pero hoy el vino, Trae aquella melodía otra vez, El ti

Tonight's the night, the mood is right Anything I choose he buys I observe by his shoes and ties He prefer the exclusive kind Converse over booze and wine Tonight's the night, the jewels is bright Any way I move he likes He is searching for cutie pie

Esta vez somos de papel, somos la corteza de un árbol que nada tiene que ver con el sudar del viento, somos servilleta y el recibo de luz. Esta vez somos de papel, somos las infracciones y las hojas de la biblia, esta vez somos honestos. Somos servil

I would like to get to know if I could be The kind of girl you that you could be down for 'Cuz when I look at you I feel something tell me That your the kind of guy that I should make a move on And if I don't let you know, then I won't be for real I

No importa lo que se diga el tiempo no sana todo Porque todavía paso noches llorando Me consume este vacío que siento Pienso en tu fortaleza, me da aliento En mis sueños, siempre me acompañabas Era como si todavía estuvieras aquí Y en esos días cuand

Mrs. Brown wakes up every morning She takes the milk from her doorstep Puts on a pair of faded carpet slippers And walks a painful mile to the launderette Her husband Jack is slowly dying Asbestos poisoning had riddled his insides He got his pension

Jimmy was a local boy but he's seen much more than the change in the weather Sitting in a uniform of a three-piece suit and the ribbons from his past Looking through a little boy at the bar with the mouth who thinks his clever now Dreaming of a day t

午後の一本道 あぁ涙に曇り空 そよぐ あわ草 四分の一 空の晴れ間に虹 なんでだろう- 祝福されてれる Balalala... 誰かが言う そう夢はね 叶わないんだ.と まぁ良いさ そんな事言う 奴はそこに 置いて行こう 青春の苦悩なんだ 君もねもっと笑えば きっと良くなる 四分の一 空の晴れ間には 水たまり 飛び越えて行こう Balalala... 誰かが言う そう夢はね 叶わないんだ.と まぁ良いさ そんな事言う 奴はそこに 置いて行こう コンクリの壁いっぱいに 見つけた落書きと そよぐ あ

列車(れっしゃ)を一(ひと)つ見送(みおく)って バイバイと言(い)う 目送一班列車 說著拜拜 向(む)こうに手(て)を振(ふ)る 君(きみ)が見(み)えた気(き)がした 彷彿看到了你在對面向我揮手 夕方(ゆうがた) 空(す)いた (えき)のホーム 風邪(かぜ)は (ぬ)けてった 傍晚 空蕩的 車站月台 風悄悄溜走 開(ひら)いたままの 君(きみ)の写真(しゃしん) 二度(にど)と動(うご)かない 就這樣打開著的 你的照片 無法再動它 見上(みあ)げれば ぼんやりと 思(おも)い出(だ)す 天

You heard that we were great But now you think we're lame Since you saw the show last night You hoped that we would rock Knock it up a notch Rockin' was nowhere in sight And its never good when it goes bad No one likes to feel like they've been had A

Instrumental 专辑:Local Hero 歌手:Mark Knopfler 歌曲:Going Home: Theme of the Local Hero

Cards and quarters Means to ends Surgeon general Warns against Safe in the knowledge Short walk back Punchline I ruin But we both laugh Leaves steeping longer Knowing glance Make our appearance Our minds have gone back home Brave in her movements Sca

Get up kids! Listen to your melodies of heart (Or)Nothing's gonna be around Now we go! You htink it's a tragedy Just trust me,you are never wrong Get it flow! Try to get your friends involved in this I think you need somebody In your way Leave your t

Sit by my window and look outside Wonder why a sun don't shine on me What's wrong with you, you stupid child? Don't you think that I'm the one you're waiting to see? Don't talk too much 'cause she falls for the soft touch Makes her feel everything is

I'm riding faster than a million mile per hour with a Motorcycle Angels I'm angel I'm riding faster than a million mile per hour with a Motorcycle Angels I'm angel I'm riding faster than a million mile per hour with a Motorcycle Angels I'm angel I'm

I was driving through my hometown I was just kinda killin' time When I seen a face staring out of a black velvet painting From the window of the five and dime I couldn't quite recall the name But the pose looked familiar to me So I asked the salesgir

Hands on the Bible Scared Like a Child God holds you liable For what you've done homicidal stare down your idols pretty baby never born you can't believe it you didn't mean it but they saw you do it and they know your name rats in the attic toys in t