M'Lady, M'Lady Give her some time (time, time) A smile of pleasure, Beautiful and kind A pretty face, a pretty face Oh what a gorgeous mind Sees me when I, hey, Give her some attention Just thought I'd mention that

There's nothing else that I have seen There's no getting around it or in between You're out of this world Except you're not green Look, you don't know what you mean To me, to me I was just walking that day aimlessly (Oh, oh no) You picked a perfect day

When they try to take us down This is what we'll be, oh glory This is how we'll dance when This is how we'll sing oh This is how we'll stand when When they burn our houses down Reaching as I sink down into light (To light) What a shame we all became such

Oh, c’est la traversée Oh, je la vois s’éloigner Oh, je la vois s’approcher C’est moi qui tiens le p’tit troquet de ce côté-ci de la place J’ai des clients fidèles, des piliers de bar et de terrasse Je garde un mot et un sourire pour chacun d’eux, c’est

I've known mornings white as diamonds Silent from a night so cold Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides Our lives are buried in snow Our lives are buried in snow, oh, oh I was sifting through the piles In my hand a tangled thread Each patient tug upon

Volare, oh, oh Cantare, oh, oh, oh, oh Nel blu, dipinto di blu Felice di stare lassù Una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me Penso che un sogno così non ritorni mai più Volare, volare, volare, volare, volare, volare Volare, ooh (volare, volare, volare,

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand (die) I creep across the land (die) Killing first born man (die)

Oh it´s the price we gotta pay And all the games we gotta play Though it´s a life we gotta choose And the price is our own life until it´s done 'Cause it´s a game we gotta lose I thought I knew makes me wonder if it´s worth it to carry on How long I have

La-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da So here we go again I know how this one ends It's a phone call from someplace far away You say you've found yourself Oh, in someone else And she makes you forget about the rain Her eyes are a golden hue

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November