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bolero uz zrnce flamenca, obrada stare pjesme Historia De Un Amor Ya no estas mas a mi lado corazon En el alma solo tengo soledad Y si ya no puedo verte Porque Dios me hizo quererte Para hacerme sufrir mas Siempre fuiste la razon de mi existir Adorarte para mi fue religion Y en tus besos yo encontraba El amor que me brindaba El amor y la pasion Es la historia de un amor como no hay otro igual Que me hizo comprender todo el bien, todo el mal Que le dio luz a mi vida Apagandola despues Ay que vida tan obscura sin tu amor no vivire... |
I want to drink from your well.I'm wide awake.....and the world can wait. if this should end tomorrow all our best laid plans and all our typical fears am I running out of lifetimes this is not the first time something ends in just tears but tomorrow I can't imagine how am I supposed to know what's yet to go down is there only one religion the kind that whispers when nobody comes around the world can wait the world can wait I want to drink the water from your well I want to tell you things I'll never tell the world can wait the world can wait I'm wide awake and the world can wait I want to feel and then some I have five senses I need thousands more at least every day a page of paper every night a photograph a movable feast so fade to black and white now roll the movie of my life inside of my head 'cause like all true believers I am truly skeptical of all that I have said the world can wait the world can wait I want to drink the water from your well I want to tell you things I'll never tell the world can wait the world can wait I'm wide awake and the world can wait haven't I said enough haven't I said far too much haven't I done enough haven't I done far too much far too much the world can wait |