Lyrics:
tranquilo, me iré despacio
Y te daré todo y me darás algo
Algo que me alivie un poco mas.
Cuando no haya nadie cerca o lejos
Yo vengo a ofrecer mi
Non see'è tempo
il tempo non aspetta mai
cammina per i fatti suoi
con dentro noi
e non so
quali facce incontrerò
o se un fucile in
Io no
Così tra I casini miei
Mancavi solo tu
Ma mi piace come sei
Mi dai una marcia in più
So che ho scelto certi amici
Ed ho sbagliato
O
heart
Our wrath shalt now shower o'er the earth
Praise to thee, whose tongue doth speak fire
Dionisos, Orpheus, Attis, Osiris
Slain now resurrected,
Se me perdió la cartera
Ya no tengo más dinero
Ya no tengo más dinero
Se me perdió la cartera
Voy a ver a una santera
O a buscar un buen brujero
Is this love? Is this love? Is this love?
Is this love? Is this love? Is this love?
It's five o'clock in the afternoon
Somebody's playin'a
Saturday night at eight o'clock
I know where I'm gonna go,
I'm gonna pick my baby up,
And take her to the picture show.
Ev'rybody in
John, Lil' Ben and mob too many
C.E.O. might be gone but his spirit still up in me
I don't know (man), what y'all illas been told
But I'm pretty
goes on and on and on
Please no
Too late for S.O.S.
Mute island, fish-eye view
Circling the border line
No resource, no rescue
I'm stranded, I'm
the frightening possibility of what they do if they weren't working
Yeah o.k. we'll have to rendevouz somewhere
Well hey I hardly even know you man
If such a thing as grace exists
Then grace was made for lives like this
CHORUS
O blessed Father, look down upon us
We are Your children, we need Your
Zetas o es el Chapo?
Tus hijos ya son sicarios
Muérdete la lengua
Que hay treinta muertos en Veracruz
Es todo un placer y orgullo
Saber que el
father gun call it papi
My gun blow out crazed wave patterns to keep your hair nappy
To the death thinker, M.O.P. bell ringer
How about some hardcore
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
O what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse
Well I'm gonna marry Mari cause Mari's takin' care o' me.
We'll all be feelin' marry when I marry Mari-Mac.
Now Mari and her mother are an awful lot
the cabin,
And watch the barefoot gosoons at their play.
For the breezes blowin' o'er the sea from Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
se piove o c'è il sole
Non gl'importa del tempo che fa
Gli amanti di Roma son tanti
Ma quanti, chissà
Sui ponti di Roma gli amanti la notte
Si
qui s'étonnent
Et que les autres me pardonnent
Mais les enfants, ce sont les mêmes
À Paris ou à Gottingen
O faites que jamais ne revienne
Le
sailors whilst they're at sea
When they come home, they'll make you their own
And they'll bring you o'er to Americay
braucht nicht mehr zu rhymen
Denn ich allein vereine alle in Einem
O
Ob ihr wollt oder nich, ich jette ans Mic und
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washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales
Then you came along with your siren of song
To tempt me to madness!
I thought for a while
Joto
-¿Que te creés? ¿O qué?
-¿No sabes quién soy? Pinche joto, chinga tu madre
-Calmate pinche vato
-Chinga tu madre, al chile wey
-Calmate, namás
y me iré tranquila, yo me iré despacio
y te daré todo y tú me darás algo
algo que me alivie un poco más
Cuando no haya nadie cerca o lejos
yo
Tu per noi
Sei qui
Fuori no
Dentro si
E io lo so
Che adesso sei
Nell'aria
Quando io
Sono giù
O un'idea
Non ho più
Con me
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