It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes .....
What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there
What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when .....
It's simply too hard
To blow out all these fragments of star
The dawn never shines
I'm condemned to this eternal night
Fly away, far away
Oh, whence I could feel you whole
There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
A .....
Hey baby, I ain't askin' much of you
No no no no no no no no baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
Don't be a stingy little mama
You're 'bout to starve me half to death
Well .....
1 Mu les sta xafnica
Pos thelis na s'afiso
Che ta onira pu i dyo'mas
Caname na sviso.
Na figo thes horis
Na se taleporiso
Na se xehaso che
Na min s'acolutiso.
R Omos de ghinete de ghinete
Apla etsi na .....
I:
M-am trezit si-am adormit, visam
Cu degetul te desenam usor pe geam
Intr-o petala m-ai inchis si apoi
Ne-am intins pe iarba amandoi.
Prerefren:
Zile dulce de mai
Cand diminetile imi zambeau prin draperii
Si spuneam 'Te .....
La noapte ne certam definitive,
Ne despartin in mici felii de paine
Si ne uram acum fara motiv,
Sa ne-mpacam fara motive maine.
Nu-i cauza si nu e nici efect
In toata inclestarea asta mare,
Iubirea noastra toata-i un defect,
Fereasca .....
You oughta be a little more careful baby
You know I'm dangerous
With my wild imagination
You'd better stop right now
Yeah you better
Oohhh, it's too late
That pink cotton candy, the sound of your voice
Completely destroys me
.....
C'est la vie Have your leaves all turned to brown
Will you scatter them around you
C'est la vie
Do you love
And then how am I to know
If you don't let your love show for me
C'est la vie
In the night
Do .....
I am just a poor boy.
Though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles,
Such are ppromises
All lies and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest.
When I left my .....