Translation: Blind Pigs. Seven From September.
Translation: Marina Lima. Setembro.
Stop dragging around I think that somebody knows (Turn it up, turn it up) I think that somebody knows (Turn it up, turn it up) So they can watch me explode
Can you play me something Like you just would play? Just outside my window I hear the late September dogs And I understand their warning I understand
One day you turn around and it's summer Next day you turn around and it's fall And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime Whatever happened to
Do you remember the 21st night of September? Love was changing the mind of pretenders While chasing the clouds away Our hearts were ringing In the key
Clear crystal water drops Are on the windshield melting along The sound of perfect harmony Are in the background, sweet emotion We were young and free
Her bones will ache, her mouth will shake And as the passion dies her magic heart will break She'll fly to France 'cause there's no chance No hope for
Hoy es 5 de Septiembre Mi hija cumple 13 El tiempo paso volando Ya ni me acuerdo Cuando empezo a ser senorita Hoy es 5 de Septiembre Mi hija cumple 13
Oo, oo, oo. Oo, oo, oo. Time doesn?t mean much to you or me. As I, I live in misery, Wanting you, beside me. Oo, oo, oo. Oo, oo, oo. Life doesn
Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends Like my father's come to pass Seven years has gone so fast Wake
September skies Funny how that memory never dies And when that first leaf falls Days turn cold, nights grow long Like an old Sinatra song And every year
How the time passed away, all the trouble that we gave And all those days we spent out by the lake Has it all gone to waste? All the promises we made
What shall I write? What can I say? How can I tell you how much I miss you? The weather here has been as nice as it can be Although it doesn't really
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I seen you somewhere else before Can u help me I'm lost I'm trying to figure out where I know you from Was it in a dream or reality anyway Its beautiful
The sun shines high above The sounds of laghter The birds swoop down upon The crosses of old grey churches We say that we're in love While secretly wishing
