o pace O collaborazione e grande partecipazione Regina di cuori tra mille colori Sei tu la piu bella e della notte la mia stella Regina di cuori ti vesto di
faccia un marcio, ma col tuo polpaccio sulla mia spalla e dimmi rito: Regina Di Cuori Regina Di Cuori Regina Di Cuori Regina Di.....Cuori Verso Due
Translation: Piero Pelù. Queen Of Hearts.
in faccia un marcio, ma col tuo polpaccio sulla mia spalla e dimmi rito: Regina Di Cuori Regina Di Cuori Regina Di Cuori Regina Di.....Cuori Verso Due
dove sei? Regina Di Cuori, Di Amori Goodbye! Regina di suoni, Goodbye! Bene vai vai! La tua stella lassu, Regina Il tuo nome nel cielo e scritto ormai Una stella di
Queen of hearts. Queen of hearts. She the type of girl to make ya lazy. Don't wanna do a thing. I've been thinking crazy lately; Like buying her a ring
To the queen of hearts is the ace of sorrow He's here today, he's gone tomorrow Young men are plenty but sweethearts few If my love leaves me what
We're the king and queen of hearts Hold me when the music starts All my dreams come true When I dance with you. Promise me you're mine tonight I've been
Si tu es le roi, tu es roi des tricheurs Tu dis, "je t'aime" et puis, tu t'en vas Moi, je suis la dame du roi des fous J'en ris et j'en pleure A quoi
QUEEN OF HEARTS Midnight, and I'm a-waiting on the twelve-oh-five Hoping it'll take me just a little farther down the line Moonlight, you're just a
Meet me in the middle of my mind, and no one else I've been waiting here now for a while, I need your help Like the time you tore my skin and all the
Midnight And I'm a-waiting on the 12:05 Hoping it'll take me Just a little farther down the line And moonlight You're just a heartache in disguise Won
She was the keeper of all my reason Possessor of all I owned She kept me on the edge of darkness With words as cold as stone Then you came along Your
The rain is freezing cold I'm walking through the storm with a rusty shield I'm holding in my hand after all the battles won after places I have gone
Once I was glad Always happy, never sad And every day Seemed like Sunday And although things were slow And never seemed to have no dough Somehow I never
Once I lived like a traveler standing at the crossraads of his life Who knows not where to turn, wonders if he'll ever reach his home I was lost, tired