luglio a San Lorenzo. Sconquassato il Verano, dopo il bombardamento. Tornano a galla i morti e sono piu di cento. Cadevano le bombe a San Lorenzo e un
Smells on the air, see there it's crushing the final impression The stains on the paper where words fell like water Unearth all the changes that never
Our Lady of the Shooting Stars was that you last night? Did we dance a whispered waltz, did I hold you in my sight? When morning came with open arms she
Die Nacht war zum Träumen schön. Du sagtest komm laß uns geh'n ich zeig' dir heute nacht die Sterne die leuchtend ihre Bahnen zieh'n
Goin in, going all again, going all your going down my friend no use in trying no use in fighting Ah, you never win who do you think your dealin wit?
Smells on the air See there it's crushing the final impression The stains on the paper Where words fell like water Unearth all the changes that never
Fordítás: Usher, David. Szent Lőrinc-folyó.
Fordítás: A Wildhearts. A könnyek a Szent Lőrinc-Fine.
Fordítás: Purdy, Joe. St. Lawrence kiköpi.
Fordítás: Nedves. Szent Lőrinc-folyó.
J'habite un fleuve en Haute-Amerique Presque ocean, presque Atlantique Un fleuve bleu vert et Saint-Laurent J'habite un grand boulevard mouvant Une mer
Goin in, going all again, going all your going down my friend no use in trying no use in fighting Ah, you never win who do you think your dealin wit