Translation: Stefan Hrusca. O Ce Veste Minun.
Do you know what is means To miss New Orleans And miss it each night and day I know I'm not wrong The feeling's getting stronger The longer I stay away
Do you know what I'm sayin'? I know what you're sayin' Do you know what I'm sayin'? I know what you're sayin' Do you know what I'm sayin'? I know what
[Intro] Will I ever get it right? Get it right? [2X] My momma think I'm outta sight, outta sight [2X] It is what it is, it is, it is [2X] I do this for
Hey baby, spare me your pretension I know you can't spread an infection Yeah the drama never ends The doctors say that It's too late now Suffocation
The concept of fashion Is the one to blame Painting the portrait of Conviction-less existence Well, it must be difficult Being so gorgeous Well it must
Been forty days since I don't know when I just saw her with my best friend Do you know what I mean? Do you know, know what I mean? I just saw her
Clouds are marching along Singing a song, just like they do If the clouds were singing a song I'd sing along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew what
When I see you I just don't know what to say I like to be with you Every hour of the day So if you want me Just like I need you You know what to do
the river are logs So I ate the wedding cake 'Til the whole damn thing was gone And I'm gonna drown the ocean Now ain't none o' that so wrong? All
Hear the night music playing? Don't you know what it's saying? We should feel it together Forever Feel the beat and just hold on To the sweet midnight
What was he wearing? What was I doing? That bittersweet feeling that l was doing something right And l drive and l think That you are the most beautiful
Lessen programs promoting contraception If it means protection in the next election Religious groups will keep sending those checks in So we can start
amargo de aquel licor Hubiera bastado, mi amor Solo una mentira se viene conmigo a pasear Sentirme querida en aquel abrazo en el mar Con el vestido
Is this how it was intended? The sunrise over smokestacks in the Midwest, The beauty of this abandoned factory. Christmas lights blinking on and off
The night is filled with pretty girls Dancing shoes and flying hair Not one of them would refuse To follow you up the stairs You could have your pick
Work like a dog all day in the hay (Do you know what that is?) Five days work for one days pay (Do you know what that is?) Crops burnt up so pray for
So is it courage or strength And is that what I'm waiting for? If I could just kill myself Would it also kill the remorse? I wanted so badly to catch
