Mis días son infinitos, una trama sin fin, en ellos guardo amores, que odian sentir, pero también guardo amores,
Nay, Mr Speaker, let the ideal st… The picture that voters have in mi… Of Solons in debate far leagues a… Deep in the problems of poor human… Here where the Cotter wends by ve…
Pain Sadness Misfortune Insecurity Jealousy
I always thought it would be the cigarettes that killed me. But then you kissed me, and I decided to breathe you in. All of your love rushed down my throat; filling my lungs wit...
He orbited around me, Made me special, He orbited around me, I was the sun, He orbited around me,
By Stanley Collymore Aren’t you like me totally pissed off– and if not, I think you ought to be - by those who flamboyantly,
Como pensabas entenderme Si al leer mis ojos Te saltabas locamente los capítulo… Como pensabas entenderme Si la felicidad para ti
Safe in my slumber Where it is only me who creates They frown upon my dreaming state Safe in my slumber Along side my fears
You try to speak the words of life But just the thoughts of death run… You try to tell me the future will… But I’m thinking well my present… You tell me just wait you’ll see
I remember that night, In a corn field, When I realised my loss, And used social pretence as a shie… It’s been written by Rose,
“Te amo, vulva mía, Mi pene está preparado Para tu venida. Y si regresas, Puedes vomitar el orgasmo.
‘I’ve seen so much uv dirt an’ gri… I’m mad to 'ave things clean. I’ve seen so much uv death,' ‘e sa… ’So many cobbers lyin’ dead— You won’t know wot I mean;
Se me vino a la frente cuando escuchaba la emisora “Nuestra radio” en la casa de campo situada en la aldea Cheremisinovo, un pequeño pueblo agricultor, con menos de cuatro mil almas, qu...
We share the opinion cannabis is w… And it should be freely available… Distributed with compassion unto t… Used liberally to combat debilitat… We highly recommend high doses of…
Cold as a winter day, hot as a summers eve, sitting under Palm trees enjoying the breeze., sometimes I imagine myself sitting on the beach, sipping a margarita watching the waves as the...
Looking at her running from the co… Admiring the crying raging between… Remains her silhouette memory Languidly lying in the porch’s net Piled on top of other sorrows and…
Hoy esta Luna llena Ilumina mi banqueta Pretende descansar Entre penumbras de árboles y silue… Oh blanca luna llena
Battered emptiness confusion are e… Tears pain heartbreak you could sa… Forget about diamonds flowers and… The smiles and the laughter are no… Isolation is her place of peace an…
Qué feliz es nacer para amar, Más para servir la voluntad del to… Cuyo amor es un pensamiento honest… En su más alta sinceridad por otro… Cuyo sentimiento nos brinda amor,
Your ignorance gives way to these kinds of assumptions, You believe that with age comes superior wisdom, You speak of my mind as though it were not my own, Free of anguish, Free of chao...
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
una noche de canciones materializa… entre palabras vacías encajaron aq… que un día como hoy, hace tiempo s… sin una fecha de comienzo sin una fecha de vencimiento
By Stanley Collymore You’re absolutely sick and so full… shit that you can’t even see it, a… purposes are totally oblivious of… quite ridiculously you call yourse…
¿Dónde estás? ¿Haces parte de mi pasado, o en que parte de mi futuro te encuentras? Recuerdo que he besado muchas bocas, a unas mujeres quise más que a otras, a otras, un par quizás, a...
Buscaba aquella partícula que me d… Pero nunca la pude encontrar. Tal vez ella quiso esconderse, tem… Nunca lo sabré; y ya es muy tarde… Tal vez ella era aroma, fragancia…
I wish i had your money Dylan, To roam around and sing, I wish i had your talent, To be the songwriting King, The life you have lived man,
“Junté el pasado viaje Como tus cipreses visajes, En medio del engranaje Del que pude paisaje. “Del hermoso contorno,
si el fútbol es un deporte el cora…
Mírame Estoy estropeado Partes de mí se han roto y otras Las he perdido Otras tantas fueron robadas de mí
I was free once, And nobody cared an inch what I’d… That’s how I liked it, that’s wha… Now, for a year or more, The state knocking at my door,