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1. Feel - a gdy jest juz ciemno
2. feel - a gdy jest juz ciemno
3. FEEL - A GDY JEST JUZ CIEMNO
4. FEEL - A GDY JEST JUZ CIEMNO
5. Rzepczyno - Tylko Jeden Dom
1. Akon - Right Now (Na Na Na)
2. julita z Julitobonito!!! - Żyd!!!!
3. Morandi - Angels
4. electric light orchestra - confusion
5. kaax.pl - kaax.pl
Tytuł: Wykonawca: Tekst piosenki: (nie do edycji) Bill was a man Who grew too big It didn't matter what he did The girls would always run away When everybody laughs at you It can be humiliating Billy likes a Cute little girl They are lovers We can tell Kisses on the mouth Holding hands 'n' all Look into their eyes... Sneaking off together Running to the woods Swimming in the river Cooking up some food Making up religions Dropping out of school Laughing through the summertime Never meant to hurt nobody Angel of God Take me along Happy days Quiet life We are not alone... He bought a gun And she fixed her dress "I'm not afraid of Jesus Christ Who cares about the price we pay" It's our little secret And we're never, never, never going Angel of God Take me along Happy days Quiet life We are not alone... -------------- Cool Water -------------- Day by day ... Whistle while you work ... Our backs are breaking ... Up from hollow earth ... From end to end ... The noise begins ... In the human battle stations ... And the big one's coming in Work, work, work, work ... Work till holes are filled ... Work, work, work, work ... Bags of bone and skin ... Lovers hold hands ... Tossing their heads ... Tangled in hair ... Tied to earth ... With skin and glue But their skin is the same as yours Coming in for the world to see They can sit at the table, too The same blood as you and me Speak very softly .. Hold my hand ... Someone is sleeping ... In my bed ... Priests pass by ... Worms crawl in ... One dreams to be ... One dream for all His skin is the same as yours Is he not made the same as you? And some have fallen down And blood spilled on the ground Work, work,work Till his life is doneu The old man .. Is at our door ... And he's knocking ... knocking ... As his neighbors weep ... Each day repeats ... Are we nothing in your eyes? ... Someone answer, someone answer ... This rusted garden gate ... Can barely even stand ... Their work is over now ... And rest will be at hand Is their skin not the same as yours? Can they sit at the table to drink Cool water Cool wateru And his lungs are filled with rain... And the water's rushing in... Tłumaczenie: (nie do edycji) Tabulatura: