Heading north to San Francisco Wild horses in my head See you looking out the window She'll bring roses when I'm dead Do I love her for the beauty? Do I love her, she makes me smile? Do I love her cuz it's my duty? But we'll never feel alone

Emma Stanton cache ses dents D'un timide revers de manche Ses rares sourires n'en sont du coup Que plus touchants Emma détourne le regard Les yeux en disent bien trop Plus qu'il n'en faut

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

Preste atenção querida Ouça-me bem amor Preste atenção, o mundo é um moinho Vai triturar teus sonhos tão mesquinhos Vai reduzir as ilusões a pó De cada amor tu herdarás só o cinismo Quando notares estás à beira do abismo Abismo que cavaste com teus pés

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

Yo quiero darte, darte duro como es Ah na na eh, ah na na eh Caile, para que me bailes Tú solo caile, para que me bailes Yo quiero darte, darte duro como es Caile en la presidencial en condado Lo que me hiciste yo no lo he olvidado Tú eres mi stripper,

Dans mon bendo, dans mon bendo Igo, j'fume ma dope Que du, que du Je sais qu'ils veulent ma peau mais je ne sens plus les coups J'fume mon bédo Dans mon bendo, dans mon hood et dans mon banks Dans mon bendo, dans mon bendo, j'fume mon bédo Vas-y,

We were young We were free, come on now, let it go We were free I was living in the cold, I'm coming home Perfect line to open with Her heart was never meant for this Ooh we're never over it We were free (yeah yeah) At the dune with the dawn

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

No pretendo ser tu dueño No soy nada, yo no tengo vanidad De mi vida doy lo bueno Soy tan pobre que otra cosa puedo dar Pasaran más de mil años, muchos más Yo no sé si tenga amor la eternidad Pero allá tal como aquí Tanto tiempo disfrutamos de este amor