Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Please see for me if her hair hangs long If you're travelin' in the north country fair If you go when the snowflakes storm When the rivers

Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber I am but a stranger Na na na, na na na, na na na na na na na na Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul If you feel that

I'm just going over home I'm just going over Jordan I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world below There is no sickness, no toil, nor danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my Father And all my loved ones

The Ringspell... Yénillor morne tulinte I quettar tercano nuruva Hlasta Qyetes Translation: The Seer Speaks... Out of the Black Years

C'est pour tous les solitaires, que je chante cet air-là Ils sont des milliers sur terre, ce soir je suis de ceux-là Des millions de solitaires sont seuls comme je le suis Ils trainent autour de la terre, leurs chagrins et leurs ennuis J'ai rejoint le

Be prepared! I never thought hyenas essential They're crude and unspeakably plain But maybe they've a glimmer of potential If allied to my vision and brain I know that your powers of retention Are as wet as a warthogs backside But thick as you are, pay

Oh bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, Hey hey hey And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jilly loves you more than you will know, Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey hey hey, hey hey hey We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like

Déjame entrar Quiero contarte No te das cuenta que Todas esas noches Llevo pensándote Nunca preguntaste Tus labios una vez Un poco acercaste Desde entonces no paro de pensarte

Somewhere out there In a world of pure imagination Take a look and you'll see into your imagination Traveling in a world of my creation What you see will defy explanation If love can see us through Then we'll be together Out where dreams come true

I'm gonna dance on broken glass Ey, on broken glass And I'm gonna make that ceiling crash (uh) That ceiling crash So what? Still got knives in my back So what? So I'm tied to the tracks And here I go, here I go (Ooh, ooh, ooh) yeah here I go, here I go