It's all right Little darlin' Here comes the sun, little darlin' Here comes the sun, I say You can come on out now It's been a long, cold and lonely winter It feels like years since you've been here The smiles are returnin' to the faces now It seems like

There's perfume burning in the air Bits of beauty everywhere Shrapnel flying, soldier hit the dirt You know how nights like this begin The kind of knot your heart gets in Any way you turn is going to hurt She comes so close You feel her then

Here comes the sun king Everybody's laughing Everybody's happy Quando paramucho mi amore de felice carazón Mundo paparazzi mi amore chica ferdi para sol Questo obrigado tanto mucho que canite carousel

There's no end in sight Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn

Comes with some holes and dents Where I got tired of his shit Call if your interested, trailer for rent I left the beans on I put my jeans on And drove down to the Jonesville News and Times I said to the man I need to place an ad How much will it be for

Hey now hey now Don't dream it's over When the world comes in They come they come To build a wall between us There is freedom within there is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost But you

Here comes the danger Here comes trouble Welcome the rasta youths Left, right, Jah soldiers a come Sent by the savior welcome the rasta youths I an I a start recruit soldiers fi Selassie-I army Welcome the savior You no haffi ask is who A the general

It feels like there's oceans Between you and me We hide our emotions But it feels like there's oceans Yeah I want you And nothing comes close To the way that I need you I wish I can feel your skin

Curiosity becomes a heavy load Perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind Well, the morning was complete Where there was tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat Several hours or several weeks I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak It's

There comes Lopt, the treacherous Lusting for revenge He leads the legions of the dead Towards the Aesir's realm They march in full battle dress With faces grim and pale Tattered banners and bloody flags Rusty spears and blades