When I find myself. In times of trouble. Mother mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom. Let it be. And in my hour of darkness. She is standing right.

All my life, and the hereafter. (I've never seen one like that before). I've never seen someone like you. You're a knife, (you're a monster).

Come and share this painting with me. Unveiling of me, the magician that never failed. This deep sigh coiled around my chest. Intoxicated by a major chord.

Groove, slam, work it back, filter that, baby bump that track. Groove, slam, work it back, filter that, baby bump that track.

Everybody comes to Hollywood. They wanna make it in the neighbourhood. They like the smell of it in. Hollywood. How could it hurt you when it looks.

I wrote her off for the tenth time today. And practiced all the things I would say. But she came over I lost my nerve. I took her back and made her dessert.

I love you, I love you, I love you. Until I, until I. I love you, I love you, I love you. Until I find the only words I know that you.

Desde el ruido del mundo. Desde el giro de un carrusel. De la piel a lo más hondo. Desde el fondo de mi ser. De este inútil orgullo.

My friend's got a girlfriend. Man he hates that bitch. He tells me every day. He says: Man, I really gotta lose my chick. In the worst kind of way.

A minha alma. Tá armada e apontada. Para cara do sossego. Sêgo! Sêgo! Sêgo! Sêgo! Pois paz sem voz. Paz sem voz. Não é paz é medo.

Angie, Angie. When will those clouds all disappear? Angie, Angie. Where will it lead us from here? With no loving in our souls. And no money in our coats.

Boy I think about it every night and day. I'm addicted wanna jump inside your love. I wouldn't wanna have it any other way.

There is freedom within, there is freedom without. Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup. There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost.

You give me life like lots of oxygen. You treat me like I was in love again. And I hold you tight, tight enough to know.

I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride. With sword and pistol by my side. Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade.

La nebbia che si posa la mattina. Le pietre di un sentiero di collina. Il falco che s'innalzerà. Il primo raggio che verrà.

Mamma ho sognato che bussavi alla mia porta. E un po' smarrita ti toglievi i tuoi occhiali. Ma per vedermi meglio e per la prima volta.

When we first came here. We were cold and we were clear. With no colours in our skin. We were light and paper thin. And when we first came here.

There's a thousand words that I could say, To make you come home, yeah. Seems so long ago you walked away. And left me alone.

Mr. know it all. Well ya think you know it all. But ya don't know a thing at all. Ain't it something y'all. When somebody tells you something about you.