Da una lacrima sul viso
ho capito molte cose
dopo tanti tanti mesi
ora so cosa sono per te.
Una lacrima e un sorriso
m'han svelato il tuo »
Una Lacrima Sul Viso
I Grandi Successi [Ricordi]
by Bobby Solo
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Limos and shades
Polar bears
Molting as the ice caps melt down
Take another leaflet from the stand
Put a steak on some land
Bring another baby »
Frequency
Love Kraft
by Super Furry Animals
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you can't hide
Now we molt past our skin
And make room to begin
Symmetry
You must work in symmetry
You must earn their empathy
Symmetry
You »
Empathy
Crystal Castles (II)
by Crystal Castles
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into the earth's edge
Dirt is to saliva
Rock salt is our faith
Trees are the reason we breathe, grass is teeth
In harvest, in molting, in »
Next Visible Delicious
Ruining It For Everyone
by Iwrestledabearonce
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kisses, all burned away
Those tender kisses, all gone away
And I'm bringin' back
The Ocean
A million cells, they all molt to nothin'
Curled up inside »
The Ocean
Night on Fire
by VHS or Beta
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No birds today
Just this square patch of gray
Molting sky moving in on its morning prey
No words today
No one knocking at the gate
I lost my »
No Birds Today
Miles from Our Home
by Cowboy Junkies
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Con una taglia sulla testa tra i villaggi sono andato
Molte case si sono aperte, molte volte si è ricordato
Della leggenda da Paddy Garcia, di chi »
Il Ballo Di Aureliano
Raccolta
by Modena City Ramblers
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Bruce
I want a new duck
Not a quail or an owl
One that won't molt to much
One that won't smell too fowl
One that won't beg for breadcrumbs »
I Want a New Duck
Dare to Be Stupid
by Weird Al Yankovic
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e tu
moglie dalle larghe maglie
dalle molte voglie
esperta di anticaglie
scatole d'argento ti regalerò
Ottocento
Novecento »
Ottocento
Le Nuvole
by Fabrizio De André
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To all my heads Qu'est-ce-que tu fabriques?
Que cosa fai? Come sta e?
Ho fato molte telefonate
Oops gotcha clutch like Plazza
Sneak between the sheets »
3 the Hard Way
To the 5 Boroughs
by Beastie Boys
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harder than the worst pies in London.
Only lard and nothing more-
Is that just revolting?
All greasy and gritty?
It looks like it's molting »
The Worst Pies In London
Stephen Sondheim: The Story So Far...
by Stephen Sondheim
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Non ho l'eta' non ho l'eta'
per amarti non ho l'eta'
per uscire sola con te.
E non avrei,
non avrei nulla da dirti
perche' tu sai
molte piu' »
Non Ho l'Éta
Non Ho L'Eta
by Gigliola Cinquetti
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sono notti e ancora notti, molte notti, solo
Notti, notti ancora
Ci sono notti dove devo decidere,
Ci sono notti, in quale notte stare »
Notti
Vibra
by Africa Unite
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Evaporato in una nuvola rossa
in una delle molte feritoie della notte
con un bisogno d'attenzione e d'amore
troppo, "Se mi vuoi bene piangi " »
Amico Fragile
Fabrizio de Andre, Vol. 8
by Fabrizio De André
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connotazioni che si ispirano alla maternità.
Gesù annuncia molte volte la paternità di Dio nei riguardi degli uomini
Riallacciandosi alle numerose espressioni »
Abbá Pater
Abba Pater
by Pope John Paul II
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arrived
Lost in flight, on golden molted wings
Now do you see?
Now do you...
Now do you see?
Mama, don't cry...
I'm leaving his life...
It's not »
Invisible
The Ascension
by Otep
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molted down into the rubber we're so tight
Turn back burn back turnstile
Is this what you wanted?
With your back in the sack
And your leather anorak »
Beauty of Poison [tv mix]
Wet Warm Cling - Film Red Velvet Crush
by Specimen
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behind the sad and spineless
Part the sea and break apart the crust
Let me in the darkest tunnels at night
Let your spirit sag like a skin molting
Let it »
The Journey
Anorexia
by Showbread
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fer és molt llarg
Cap a la vila ja ve el pagès
La bossa buida I el carro ple
De roig tomàquet I de verdures
Collides del seu hort.
La mula sua »
Cançó De Matinada
A los Hombres Que Amé
by Ana Belén
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getcha
Bouncin' so getch, getcha ass up
We gotcha, gotcha movin' let's make it hotter
Hotter than molted lava
Bubbling like boiling water ah
[Hook] »
Hands Up
Elephunk
by The Black Eyed Peas
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here alive
We're painting submission
Across the shadowed sky
Fire on the sides burning bright as our eyes
Lost in flight on golden molted wings
Now do »
Invisible
The Ascension [Clean]
by Otep
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art
Pardon, cadaver had a legitimate pulse
And littered volts all over the village where the skittish pigeons molt
Bastard polter-gasps when the pigeon »
Babies With Guns
Bazooka Tooth
by Aesop Rock
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heather and hollyhock
Awkwardly molt along the shore
Are you mine?
My heart?
Mine anymore?
Stay with me for awhile
That's an awfully real gun
I know life »
Only Skin
Ys
by Joanna Newsom
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