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Ap to parathiro mou stelno Ena dio ke tria ke tessera filia Pou ftanoun sto limani Ena ke dio ke tria ke tessera poulia Pos ithela na eho ena ke dio
Brazil, when stars were entertaining June, We stood beneath an amber moon And softly murmured someday soon... We kissed and clung together Then -
Voudrais-tu de l?attention? Voudrais-tu manger du thon? Veux-tu de l?aeration? Non. Voudrais-tu une dent en or? Un avant-gout de la mort? Voudrais-tu
ne veux pas dejeuner Je veux seulement l'oublier Et puis je fume Je ne suis pas fiere de sa Vie qui veut me tuer C'est magnifique etre Sympathique Mais
Running out of breath Chasing down the big parade, rising up my hand, thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me all of these illusions, they
BITTEN INTO SYMPATHY I have the understanding and the tribal sense of true. Bitten into sympathy and made to flex with you. You control my weather and
And my words will be here when I'm gone As I'm fading away against the wind And the words you left me, linger on As I'm failing again now, never to change
I was afraid you'd hit me if I'd spoken up I was afraid of your physical strength I was afraid you'd hit below the belt I was afraid of your sucker punch
SYMPATHY Writers Bobby Bare, Charlie Williams Oh well, I look in your eyes And what do I see Well, I don't see love All I see is sympathy Before she
I know I come to you only when in need I'm not the best believer, not the most deserving But all I have, all I am, all I can for him I beg you on bended
, she's down on her luck She's reading a book of lies I don't know when I'll be comin' home, baby But I sure can sympathize Can sympathize Angels spread
Right now no song on the radio could be too stupid for my heart Wind me up and let me walk... I've got no strategy but to suck up the sear and tear the
An empty plate for love & hate, so hungry like they never ate And if you fight, noone fights back - 200 killings Now I know that death is wearing black
Gently my eyelids close, I'd rather be good than clever I'd rather have all facts wrong than no reply whatever.. I learned before I could speak with those
Making the the worst of a bad situation with an ants patience and a fleas strength Like a kid about to squash an insect - I'll break it down and build
Hey, I'm the guy there on the wall and I'm all dismembered parts Yeah, I got not arms or legs: So go ahead and call me - Art! I'm a stick of dynamite