I often sit alone up in a tree Waving to the ones that wave at me I think well just how stupid can they be Waving to a man up in a tree What they don
[Instrumental] [Beethoven once more relents when he realizes what he would lose. Fate then takes him to an alley outside a neighborhood tavern. It is
Your smile is like the sun to me So bright it?s weakening But so sweet But of all that you would like from me A smile and be okay Sorry, it?s taken me
Translation: Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Fìr Elise.
(Ouais, ca ca swingue) Tout allait comme sur des roulettes Dans ce repas en tete a tete, J'envisageais la fin d'soiree Plutot chez toi, moi j'ai meme
bin nur der King an diesem Dom und ich plan dein Unterkiefer weg. Hook: Ich bin fresh, bin am Mic einfach nur das 1 Mann Orchester, German Dream, fur
