Werde ich wohl niemals haben Ich werde für andere Leute arbeiten Bis ans Grab Vom leichten Leben kann ich nur träumen Und von Massen Massen
Pourquoi me reveiller, o souffle du printemos? Sur mon front je sens tes caresses. Et pourtant bien proche est le temps Des orages et des tristesses.
Translation: Laurie Anderson. O Superman (For Massenet).
Translation: Tracy Chapman. Masses.
[Lyrics: Killian] [Music: Demmel, Flynn] Land Of Old, This Soil I Now See Turns Grey. Looking On, I See Crowds That Stand Against Tyrant Guns, Blow Them
Around, around, young men and women move Through sun and steel our lives transforming To forge a link flow backwards to our source And forfeit self
I love family 'Cause family brings inspirations One love to you and peace to all the nations Aztlan the Puerto Rican and Jamaican The African the Maori
Hit back burn black Turned off naked in belief Unjust and unheard My eyes have never seen Wanna get it gonna give it to you You got a lesson got a lesson
in fear of everything we see in fear of death and misery we call the court we cast the runes and pray to god for our fortunes overkill
Hello, it's us again We're still so in love with you And yes, we mean it too Yes, we're so in love with you Hello, it's us again You thought you were
I'd turn my back and walk away If I could save this world in one day I just do not feel the urge I am a servant, I am a serpent And I serve what you
es ist das leben, das ihr das leben nimmt es ist die wahrheit, leider, wenn das mit seiner lA?ge stimmt sie schluckt es runter, doch der nachgeschmack
I won't buy a word you sold me I'm goin' places you never dreamed about So tired of stupid stories I'll write a song the world can sing aloud We'll break
The beat of war reigns on Can you hear the sound of marching drums? And bullets fill the sky Men kill to show their nation's pride The smell of death
Now everybody put on your dance shoes It's time we all got footloose, just follow me I?m making time to cut up the floor It's in your eyes and I want
I?m alive when I?m missing you I?m heading out for the lone star state And flying over Santa Fe I?m looking out at a mountain range I brace myself for
Picture perfect turned to worthless Bittersweet, the taste is like ash in my mouth Love, we had it, you're a bad habit I'm ready to give you up, I give