Will you take me to nirvana? I don't think this will last Oh baby, oh baby, oh It's too late to run away from it all It's too late to get away from it all I'm done with running so I give it to you This moment has caused a reaction Resulting in a

Tcherere tchê tchê Gata, me liga, mais tarde tem balada Tchê, tchê, tchê Quero curtir com você na madrugada Tchereretchê Gusttavo Lima e você Tchê tcherere tchê tchê Dançar, pular até o sol raiar Dançar, pular que hoje vai rolar

Un poco de miel Te vi que llorabas Te para tres No hay nada mejor Las tazas sobre el mantel La lluvia derramada El eclipse no fue parcial Y cegó nuestras miradas

Bitch don't kill my vibe Lord forgive me I am a sinner Who's probably gonna sin again Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling

Ando todo el tiempo esperando Por favor tú dime cuánto Tengo que esperar pa' que seas feliz y no llores Cuando tu sonrisa está brillando Y los problemas olvidando Aquí estaré Cada día esperándote Imaginándome tus besos pero los desperdicias con él Sé que

Across the world I've seen People and places Could be the same But with a different name. And boy, I've got the Birmingham Blues. Working on the road across this great big world I've been rolling like a stone, I never get back home Yes, I've been

I will rise Here in the deep below I’m just trying to hold on I’m falling in the dark below I feel I’m falling in the big unknown I will rise again Only love could bring us Bring us to this bitter plane And only one of us who’s gonna walk away

Wearing your clothes Never thought we'd have a last kiss Never imagined we'd end like this Your name, forever the name on my lips All that I know is that I don't know how to be something you miss Forever the name on my lips I still remember the look on

La bohème, la bohème Ça voulait dire Je vous parle d'un temps Que les moins de vingt ans Ne peuvent pas connaître Montmartre en ce temps-là Accrochait ses lilas Jusque sous nos fenêtres Et si l'humble garni

No te hagas la tonta (Tonta) Cuando digo que no te pienso Me disfrutaba la aventura Y a lo vivido ahora le encuentras mil defectos Si yo ya no siento nada Ya nadie de ti me habla Y tonto tú que te engañas