Translation: Ray Charles. Vilia.
through my window the moonlight is thrown. "Oh, Vilia my Vilia!" Oh yes, that's the tune, The song of the shepherd who cried for the moon Vilia, oh Vilia
Vilia, oh Vilia, oh let me be true; My little life is a love song to you. Vilia, oh Vilia, I've waited so long; Lonely with only a song. Vilia, oh Vilia
I just wanna say Let me taste the fruit of your space Oh what a, oh what a day I just wanna play Magical visions, what we lay, lay, lay I wanna, I wanna
Leave it for a while; come back Leave it for a while; come back Leave it for a while; come back What would make a smile on you? Are you closing in?
(f/ Sa-Ra Creative Partners) {*instrumental for the first 20 seconds*} [Sa-Ra Creative Partners] I just wanna say Let me, taste, the, fruit, of, your
Lost in your thoughts Driven by fear You can't suffer life And realize Death's near Your vision of life Was never real Aa it seems Wishes and hopes Only
Translation: Dany Bédar. Fruit of my recent Nuit Blanche.
Translation: Penn, Michael. Figment.
Translation: Penn, Micheal. Figment.
Translation: My Heart To Joy. The Ungodly Arch-villian Voltaire Is Dead.
Translation: In. I'm A Vilian.
Translation: Talib Kweli. Space Fruit (Interlude).
Translation: West Tue. Figment.
Translation: X-Fusion. Cowardly Being.
Elle m'a trouve presque sans vie je l'ai regardee sans trop la voir Elle m'a touche et j'ai compris Que pour aimer fallait y croire Sans trop savoir
Entends les alertes a la bombe les hommes recoivent des pierres en fond des murs dans le desert ils construisent leur colere les ptits quitte le college
