Suéltame la mía Me voy a perder No se si esta noche voy a volver Relájate, porque no se que puede suceder Yo necesito coger un aire Y mirar al otro día Y a ti nada más que te soporta la sirena Parece que tú eres policía

Tell me more, tell me more Summer loving had me a blast Summer loving happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away to oh oh the summer nights Did you get very far Like does he have a car She swam by me she

It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story, same old story Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low Coincidental murder, with nothing to show When the judge's

Y no va a parar hasta el sol brillar Es que son independientes Hoy van a tomar y van a olvidar Aquel hombre que las quiso controlar Y hoy van tomar y van a brindar Por el hombre que las quiso controlar Miss independent, le importa poco lo que piense la

(Yeah, yeah, yeah do the harlem shuffle) You move it to the left Yeah, and you go for yourself You move it to the right Yeah, if it takes all night Now take it kinda slow With a whole lot of soul Don't move it too fast You make it last

It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story, same old story Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low Coincidental murder, with nothing to show When the judge's

Hier encore, j'avais vingt ans, je caressais le temps J'ai joué de la vie Comme on joue de l'amour et je vivais la nuit Sans compter sur mes jours qui fuyaient dans le temps J'ai fait tant de projets qui sont restés en l'air J'ai fondé tant d'espoirs qui

Tô numa boa, tô aqui de novo Daqui não saio, daqui não me movo Tenho certeza, esse é o meu lugar Tô numa boa, tô ficando esperto Já não pergunto se isso tudo é certo Uso esse tempo pra recomeçar Doeu, doeu, agora não dói

When autumn leaves start to fall Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear, old winter's song But I miss you, most of all, my darling The falling leaves, drift by my window The autumn leaves, of red and gold I see your lips, the summer

Doc Holiday An outlaw walking through the valley of men Glared with a sunken eye of death Moved his head from side to side and said Come on you gutless slugs fight like a man State your name and business and let's see what you got Another body for the