Reincidentes — тексты песен

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Moist

• Alive
  

  
  
  
  Feel the asthma fill the afternoon What a glorious gloom To be making my way through Curiousities the consequence She brings What a slippery fish That the way she swings I could argue But weve gone too far I feel the ...

Nonpoint

• Any Advice?
  

  
  Making choices and hoping that they`re all right.
  Hating waiting for something to make this worth the waiting...
  and what are you waiting for?
  Any advice?
  
  Intervention of a mental melt down.
  Too late to help,...

Omen Hungary

• A Gonosz Hetszer El
  

  
  A gonosz ujra el, a gonosz mindig el
  A gonosz nem hagy el, a gonosz elkiser.
  Vigyazz ! Vigyazz !
  A gonosz ehezik, a gonosz szomjazik.
  A gonosz nem pihen, veled valtozik.
  Vigyazz ! Vigyazz !
  Mar biztosan ott al...

Proximity

• Act Now
  

  
  Ye, that sit and bear
  All, the truths you`ve seen
  Come, are you prepared
  Here, me screaming
  Rage, controls my brain
  Hate, runs through my veins
  Love, has escaped me
  (and) Now I`m still screaming
  re...

Reincidentes

• Domesticao
  

  
  Si buscas lo material olvidando lo real. Sуlo te mueve el dinero.
  Si no sientes ilusiуn. Te resbala la situaciуn de los que nunca
  tienen nada.

Sarah Brightman

• A question of honour
  

  
  Ebbene? ... N`andro lontana,
  Come va l`eco della pia campana,
  La, fra la neve bianca;
  La, fra le nubi d`or;
  La, dov`e la speranza, la speranza
  Il rimpianto, il rimpianto, e il dolor!
  
  Ebbene? ...

Train

• Avery
  

  She holds hisclothes in the dark rocking them she whispers her hand falls slowly from her neck to her left a streetlight dances gently through a window it hurts to say his name she swears she can hear him calling her, hey Avery there between her cravi...

U2

• (trash, Trampoline And The) Party Girl
  

  I know a girl, a girl called Party, party girl I know she wants more than a party, party girl And she won`t tell me her name, oh no, not me I know a boy, a boy called Trash, trash can I know he does all that he can, wham bam And she won`t tell me...

Van Dik Hout

• De Zon Achterna
  

  
  
  
  ik vraag en ik klaag niet ik loop maar wat rond tot de wind me vertelt dat ik mee moet gaan de tijd is zo tijdloos zolang ik niet leef zolang ik niet vraag waar ik heen moet gaan een laatste blik over mijn schouder gewoonweg hier ...