You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound games Wanna get out
The music stopped You watch the people walk away Your eyes reflected light that shone down from the stained glass windowpane Now we could talk But the
I'm a pretty little flower, baby, babe You gotta, gotta be fragile with me, with me I'm a pretty little flower, baby Don't crush me baby, don't hurt me
(Jeffe) Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonesome I wonder why mommy don't come She told me to shut up my blue eyes And before I woke up she'd be home
LITTLE BLOSSOM (Traditional) « © '58 PD » Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonely I wonder why mommy don't come She told me to close my pretty
THE ANSWER TO LITTLE BLOSSOM (arr. Hank Snow) « © '58 Hill & Range Songs » Oh dear I'm so sad and heart broken waiting in my prison cell
In the rites of passage, I did partake But to say that I'm responsible would be a mistake What do I have to do to prove myself to you? In a manner of
Small flowers crack concrete Narcotic squads sweep through poet dens Spilling coffee grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls By frazzled pony tailed hair And
The little green flower with the yellow on top You told me the name but I soon forgot I know roses and forget-me-nots what's That little green flower
In the rites of passage I did partake But to say that I'm responsible would be a mistake What do I have to do To prove myself to you In a manner of speaking
Buonanotte, buonanotte amore mio Buonanotte tra il telefono e il cielo Ti ringrazio per avermi stupito Per avermi giurato che e' vero Il granturco
Buonanotte, buonanotte amore mio buonanotte tra il telefono e il cielo ti ringrazio per avermi stupito per avermi giurato che e` vero il granturco nei
[Thurston] small flowers crack concrete narcotic squads sweep thru poet dens spilling coffe grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls by frazzled ponytailed
Degli occhi tuoi non so il colore so solo che mi fanno impazzire quando ti guardo mi chiedo se sei cosi bella se verrai con me piccolo fiore dove vai
You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound games Wanna get
Buonanotte, buonanotte amore mio, buonanotte tra il telefono e il cielo. Ti ringrazio per avermi stupito, per avermi giurato che e vero. Il granturco
[letra: Lorenzo Partida, musica: julio marquez] Aromaticas flores Perfuman mi atud Esperanzas y sueNos Me los llevo conmigo No sabes que provoc Tomar
Fordítás: Ashanti. Szép kis virág.
