Maybe you think there's any hope, to change from the roots. I'm going to like a piece of clay, It's about better in your hands.But you know very well, that makes your time, you know, that it will not be yours, This heart failed, ' no change ...I like the wind, baby here tonight, and tomorrow who knows where. Second hand waiting for me, never still, there it is.So I travel, because I love that kind of will not, Hey, with me you have no luck, This blood is full of turmoil, that man does not choose, This is how it is born! Close your eyes, count to five, think of something nice, I'm on my way I'm on this flight, you search for a new summer, and just when you wake up, I'm not going to feel the ice, from my side of the bed, Let the others to the welcoming ceremony.
翻訳されて、しばらくお待ちください..
