alma ya no tienen Conexion y yo te juro que Lo dejaria todo porque te quedaras, mi credo Mi pasado, mi religion despues de todo estas Rompiendo nuestros
Translation: Banda Astilleros. I would give anything.
Translation: Los Primos De Durango. I would give anything.
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just trying to find A decent melody A song
Yeah, yeah High, higher than the sun You shoot me from a gun I need you to elevate me here At the corner of your lips As the orbit of your hips Eclipse
In a little while Surely you'll be back In a little while I'll be there In a little while This hurt will hurt no more I'll be home, Love When the night
In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the other voices Voices on the cell phone Voices from home
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just tryin' to find A decent melody A song
Something is about to give I can feel it coming I think I know what it is I'm not afraid to die I'm not afraid to live And when I'm flat on my back I
Heaven on earth We need it now I'm sick of all of this Hanging around Sick of sorrow I'm sick of the pain I'm sick of hearing Again and again That there
In the days When we were swinging from the trees I was a monkey Stealing honey from the swarm of bees I could taste I could taste you even then And I
Grace She takes the blame She covers the shame Removes the stain It could be her name Grace It's a name for a girl It's also a thought that Changed the
When you look at the world What is it that you see? People find all kinds of things That bring them to their knees I see an expression So clear and so
I never knew real love, real love Till you were mine and I And I never knew each touch Between us would feel like the first time The very first time,
All these daggers and these swords Can cut me like the words from your lips Can you feel my fingertips? Tracing all over your body My knees are weak as
All these daggers and these swords Can cut me like the words from your lips Can you feel my fingertips Tracing all over your body My knees are weak as
Je peux tout quitter Tout laisser partir Faire le sacrifice De mes artifices Tout abandonner Mais pas ton sourire Je peux tout quitter Tout laisser partir
Translation: Natasha St-Pier. All I Can Quit.
