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ふたつのやま

CRYING IN THE CLUB

我在梦里等花开

El Ideario Sagrado

El Ideario Sagrado (feat. Pablo Sbaraglia)

Una Vegada a Helsingborg

Mirant els vídeos que vaig gravar 
Tu surts contenta just el meu costat però se que allò que veig realment no hi és, és una idea que no existeix. 

Cada cançó que parli d'aquells temps, 
Em portarà on vaig estar content ballant, jugant, rient amb la noia més bonica d'aquest món. 

I no sé el que jo vull de tu
Potser tot ja ho he viscut 
Conèixer-te va ser casualitat

La nit s'està acabant i jo 
T'imagino amb ell ballant 
La cançó que jo et vaig dedicar.
Em vaig dir no t'enamoris però els teus ulls em van aclaparar

Una Vegada a Helsingborg

Do Your Thing

Record keeps spinnin, I can't find the line. Maybe the next song will be mine. Words on my tongue, I try to fight. I wanna hear it play just one more time. Cause it's pens and needles over you.

Pens And Needles

Радостно и ясно завтра будет утро

Спокойной ночи

Surprise! We messed up everything
Uh oh! It’s a damn disgrace
Upside down! The jester turned a king
Wild card! The joker played an ace

It’s so ugly it’s almost beautiful 
It’s so terrible it’s great… again
A splintered schooner dashed upon the rocks
As prophesied the sea will get us in the end

Oh my! Hope the ship can bear the weight
No no! It’s such a heavy thing
Stop it now! The more that you can take
Watch out! The more they’ll bring

It’s so ugly it’s almost beautiful 
It’s so terrible it’s great… again
A splintered schooner dashed upon the rocks
As prophesied the sea will get us in the end
How ugly can it get?
How ugly can it get?

A weakling’s vision of strength
A poor man’s dream of wealth
A fool’s idea of wisdom
A sick man’s path to health

It’s so ugly it’s almost beautiful 
It’s so terrible it’s great… again
A splintered schooner dashed upon the rocks
As prophesied the sea will get us in the end
How ugly can it get?
How ugly can it get?


Almost Beautiful (Season 10, Round 9)

Old Fools
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Old fools
Sat on their hands like 
dull tools
Particles blown by the gas
Fly by their faces as they pass
By the old fools

Old fools
Useless remainders, 
the old cogs
Adrift in the fog
Waiting for a peer
That will never come near

The sounds of the tunnel
The swiftly flowing funnel
Spilling like slop on the shoulders
of the old fools 
who will never be
any older

Could you believe only days from today
We will fight for the scraps where they lay
How terribly fair 
to be nowhere

[instrumental]

Old fools
We got here the same way
Stupidly nursing the same smears
Couldn't get out of our own way

Could you believe only days from today
We will fight for the scraps where they lay
How terribly fair 
to be nowhere

[instrumental]

Old fools (11a)

your favourite rootin' tootin' overthinky cowboy 🤠

CRYING IN THE CLUB

ALLY GEORGE

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