Translation: Morris Albert. Feelings (Translated).
Translation: Morris Albert. Feelings.
again. Feelings, wo-o-o feelings, wo-o-o, feel you again in my arms. Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you and feelings like I've never have
feel like, motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Long way from home Sometimes I feel [Incomprehensible] Sometimes I feel [Incomprehensible] Sometimes I feel
Ooh! Get me away from here I'm dying Play me a song to set me free Nobody writes them like they used to So it may as well be me Here on my own now after
Use my love now when im down every time when i change my mind some dressed up doll what you feel about me when I'm not sure that what i feel about
go, even though I don't want to Just go, baby, before I change my mind I didn't know losing you would break me This must be what dying feels like This must be what dying feels
Where is your mother? Where is your father? Two little children Locked in the cupboard Into the wide world High on the high wire What would you give
you say, what you say? Yeah making me feel so free, baby Say it again, say it say it say it again You make me feel so free So doggone free
warm feeling As we sat beside the sea Oh, the warm feeling as I Sat by you Like a child within the kingdom As we sat beside the sea Oh, the warm feeling
dear and precious remembrance I'm dethroned in the reign of entity My tears descend like of ebony Life is the theatre of tragedy Dying, I only feel apathy Dying, I only feel
the broth I can?t feel it in my throat, that?s all she wrote I?m not feeling it no more, I?m not feeling it anymore Not feeling it no more, not feeling
Si, fui yo quien te juro que no Te volveria a buscar Que te fueras y que no habria marcha atras Que el mundo sin ti sigue girando El tiempo sigue pasando
is no no healer anymore you recognize that you are just alone and I know that and I know there's no one who will care yes I know that you feel like
I tried to get inside your skin To feel your arms rattle through my arms To feel you when I was in the room The onus can be found with me Nothing selfish
shalt forever be - As a dear and precious remembrance. I'm dethroned in the reign of entity - My tears descend like of abony - Life is the theatre of tragedy - Dying - I only feel
broth I can't feel it in my throat, that's all she wrote I'm not feeling it no more, I'm not feeling it anymore Not feelin' it no more, not feelin'
