And I love her Bright are the stars that shine Dark is the sky I know this love of mine Will never die I give her all my love That's all I do And if you saw my love You'd love her, too

Tu peux dormir en paix maman J'ai trouvé ta belle-fille, maman Je serai avec elle comme père avec toi, maman Père tout comme toi je rêve un peu de trop, Mais ta femme me réveille dès qu'il faut Ouhhh Ouhhh Reposez en paix Vos amis du nord m'ont soigné

I'm not okay, I'm not okay, I'm not okay I won't quit I won't stop But I keep slipping down Climbing over the top of you Yeah I keep wasting all my time But I keep slipping Stop hitting my heart Time, yeah I keep wasting all my time Yeah I keep trying to

Throw it back, yeah All I do is count racks, ooh Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh Throw it back, huh Throw it back, ooh 2-17 on the track, man Yeah, yeah, ooh Huh, yeah, huh, ayy

That's what keeps me That's what keeps me down To leave it, believe it Leave it all behind Shifting the dream Leavin', leave Nothing could be bring me closer Nothing could be bring me near Where is the road I follow?

Que precio tiene el cielo? Que alguien me lo diga Que precio, tiene? Dime que precio tiene Alguien que me lo diga Como es que te amo así Es que te he dado todo y nada es suficiente

Hallelujah, good to see ya Ain't no sting like a king bee shakedown Everybody digs when the boogie comes back around And the chill drunk buzzin' all night long There's a jingle in your pocket with a jangle in your hand Do you want your own money or your

That don't impress me much Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night Oh-oo-oh, so you think you're something special I've known a few guys who thought

For what's beyond the flames Blinding my senses (now I am searching) Choking my senses (now I am searching) Step back to see the vision Seduction of our minds The skin becomes illusion She pulls me down and I fall behind The weakness of flesh is to

Monsieur Bigoté, s'il vous plaît Yo no le parle frances S'il vous plaît, s'il vous plaît Porfavor sirvame el té Cuando me miras y te vas La luna se asoma curiosa al estar de la casa Un rayo atraviesa en pijama el seguro lugar Parece que augura una fiesta