Gracia - Cry the blues
Tekst :
Write a letter
To the man an the moon
Things getting better
If he rises up soon
He can heal all my pain
He can heal all my pain
There is nothing to lose
Trick the lights fantastic
Like the man on the moon
Cry the blues out of you
Take a look at the man on the moon
Now what to do
Cry the blues out of you
Shining bright like the man on the moon
And cry the blues
Cry the blues out of you
Take a look at the man on the moon
Now what to do
Cry the blues out of you
Shining bright like the man on the moon
And cry the blues
I climb a ladder
To the man on the moon
Short telling stories gonna make me feel blue
Do you know what I care
Do you know I’ll be there
Not afraid of the new
Got to keep awake ‘til dawn
like the man on the moon
Cry the blues out of you
Take a look at the man on the moon
Now what to do
Cry the blues out of you
Shining bright like the man on the moon
And cry the blues
Nothing like the shining silhouette
Of your heart
Nothing like the shining tenderness
Of your guard
I’m an innocent victim of love, of love
Do you know what I care
Do you know I’ll be there
Do you know how I feel
And cry the blues
Cry the blues out of you
Take a look at the man on the moon
Now what to do
Cry the blues out of you
Shining bright like the man on the moon
And cry the blues
Inne utwory
Send me an angel I believe in miracles Back into my life Never been When the love is gone One man to the left Will you be my friend Right by your side Stop Memory What if Superman Run & hide Losowe utwory
I guess you thought you had us figured out
You know our kind - you know what we re about
But you don t know the shit that we ve been through
The pain we felt - we re tried and true
So quick to judge...
Jako mandle pra¾ené,
dìtské dlanì vzta¾ené,
jsou tvé oèi, kam jen vkroèím,
tam je vidím zasnìné.
Jako mandle pra¾ené,
s vìènou nìhou vá¾ené,
je tvùj pohled, tak mìj ohled,
nechci mlsat, vá¾nì ne.
Prosím, jen se rozhlédni,
nejsem první, poslední,
kdo tì ¾ádá: mìj mì ráda,
¹eptá slùvka naivní.
Sám, sám, sám, jen sám,
dál, dál, stál jsem tam.
Já chtìl rád, jen rád
tvým...
Ah ... Towards the skies
Ah ... Towards the skies
Turn your face to the wall
That s where I ll be
In the crack of the paint
My eyes you ll see
Locked away in my mind
I must be free...
Poios kserei na mou pei
osa tha ferei i zoi
Ap ti mia stigmi stin alli allaksa
ola osa pisteva palia
Ap anagki simvivastika
ma ap ta liga pia kourastika
epitelous egina kala
Ki oti evlepa monaxa sto sinema
tora edo to zo sti diki sou agkalia
dos mou, fos mou tin agapi
san theos mou na sai psila
Panta...
Inside my mouth i can hear all the voices say
do not lean over the ledge
i shouldn t look down and i shouldn t have found
that your lips i still taste in my head
raising my glass to the head of the class
as she powers out steps one through ten
i think i...