Well, the clouds didn't look like cotton, they didn't even look like clouds I was underneath the weather and all my friends looked a crowd The swimmin
Well, the clouds didn't look like cotton They didn't even look like clouds I was underneath the weather My friends looked a crowd The swimmin' hole was
You were fresh off the boat from Virginia I had a year in New York City under my belt We met in a dream, we were both nineteen I remember where we were
[Originally by Paul Anka] Gisela, Monika, Gisela Ich liebe zwei MA¤dchen aus Germany Gisela, Monika Zwei MA¤dchen aus Germany Oh, so sA?A? sind
You are perfection personified While, frankly, she's undignified Trust me, she disgusts me, she dares me, she scares me She bites me, excites me, annoys
Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon And I judge myself by the adverts I see My deodorant hides the real me These things elevate me above animals I
One boy, two little girls Three hearts yearning for love Although it's hard to explain I know it may sound insane But this one boy loves two little girls
She's two girls - two girls in one She's the woman that she wants to be and the woman she's become Don't even bother trying to figure it out -- go figure
One little girl with dirty fingers Playing with broken doll As the other girl is lying Digging deep into the ground They seem to play an evil game A
Been searchin all my life just to find you In love with something about you My soul feels empty without you Where you've been hiding So hold-a-me follow
Colpa del cielo , colpa del cielo sei proprio fuso tenerezza mia questo bacio aspetta te chiudo gli occhi e penso a Carlo e sei un lampo mi bruci sui
Laura e solo un uccellino in un maglione che va giu E le maniche le coprono le mani Chiusa nei suoi quindici anni si continua a innamorare Dei piu grandi
(Townes Van Zandt) The clouds didn't look like cotton They didn't even look like clouds I was underneath the weather All my friends look like a crowd
You were fresh off the boat from Virginia I had a year in New York City under my belt We met in a dream We were both nineteen I remember where we were
[Music by: King Diamond] One little girl with dirty fingers Playing with broken doll As the other girl is lying Digging deep into the ground They seem
Ormai ama me, e se verra le parlero carezzandola certo che il mio amor capira e poi mi dira che ci sta? Mai le diro che muoio per lei, noooo, la trattero
Translation: Difranco, Ani. Two Little Girls.
