Because You’re Young
Psychodelicate girl - come out to play
Little metal faced-boy - don't stay away
They're so war-torn and resigned she can't talk any
more
What are they trying to prove?
What would they like to find?
It's love back to front and no sides - like I say
These pieces are broken - like I say
These pieces are broken
Hope I'm wrong but I know
Because you're young - you'll meet a stranger some night
Because you're young - what could be nicer for you and it makes me sad
So I'll dance my life away
A million dreams, a million scars
He punishes hard - was loving her such a crime
She took back everything she said
Left him nearly out of his mind
They're people I know - people I love
They seem so unhappy - dead or alive
It's love back to front and no sides - like I say
These pieces are broken - like I say
These pieces are broken
Hope I'm wrong but I know
Because you're young - you'll meet a stranger some night
Because you're young - what could be nicer for you and it I'll make me sad
So I'll dance my life away
A million dreams, a million scars
A million
A million scars
A million
A million dreams
A million
A million
A million
A million
A million
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Windows
[Hook] If your eyes are the window to your soul Open eyes when you're cold If your dreams keep you warm in night Baby just keep 'em closed If your eyes are the window I can
Falling Down
Oh-oh oooh ooh-ooh-ooh You walk and talk like you're some new sensation You move in circles you don't need an invitation You spent your money you can't get no satisfaction You play it right
Менталітет
Бідний, бо дурний, Має хату скраю, А іще, крім цього, Має дивну мрію - Щоб уся худоба Здохла у сусіда На Святий Великдень, Щоб згоріла хата Менталітет Бідний, бо дурний, Homo universal, Бо при різних владах Зможе добре жити - Буде їсти сало Та
Грінго
Молодий та сміливий і бурхливий наче злива Красуню до безтями покохав юнак Він приходив щоночі Донателла охоче Пригортала до себе і казала так О навіщо так сильно покохав юнак Грінго так захопився Грінго в очі дивився Грінго
Тополя
1. Какие вечера над Бульварным кольцом! А в зеркале судьбы постарело лицо. Возьму аккордеон, потрогаю аккорд, Как много свадеб я отыграл на нём! ПРИПЕВ: Ах, тополя, эти тополя! Ну вот опять сердце пополам! Ах, как давно