: Sant Joan, feu-lo ben gran Sant Marti, feu-lo dormir. Que son pare n'es al camp Sa mare n'es al moli Feu-ni, feu-ni de sopetes sopetes en un tupit
Sant Joan, feu-lo ben gran Sant Marti, feu-lo dormir. Que son pare n'es al camp Sa mare n'es al moli Feu-ni, feu-ni de sopetes sopetes en un tupit
Honey is for bees silly bear Besides there's jellybeans everywhere It's not what it seems in the land of dreams Don't worry your head just go to sleep
I cannot say 'oh sweetness' like he could and I cannot play a lullaby like it should I'll give you all night movie marathon and a triple expresso so
Tura lura lural Tura lura lie Tura lura lural Hush don't you cry Tura lura lural Tura lura lie Tura lura lural That's an Irish lullaby Often in dreams
She grew up with the children of the stars In the Hollywood hills, in the Boulevard Her parents threw big parties, everyone was there They hung out with
On candy stripe legs the Spiderman comes Softly through the shadow of the evenin' sun Stealin' past the windows of the blissfully dead Looking for the
You're still awake and I can feel the tears dryin' on your skin And I wish that they were mine I touch your hand, I kiss your lips to make you feel I'
You took me from my mother's lovin' arms I still had about a foot to grow Whoa, I must have been only maybe seventeen It was a very long time ago Actually
On candystripe legs spiderman comes Softly through the shadow of the evening sun Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead Looking for the victim
Santana Chris Breezy P-O-L-O Da Don Shawty said she really feeling me like yeah, oh yeah Shawty said she wanna roll with me I said yeah, oh yeah She
I hear you calling for me Sometimes you cry in your sleep 'Cause you don't understand why I can't be with you tonight But baby close your eyes And try
(Johannes Brahms) Sleep my darling good night Fair angels in white Shall watch over your sleep And safely you keep Close your sweet starlike eyes Into
I give you stars and sunshine A rainbow at your feet each time you rise So dry your eyes The house of yesterday is crumblin' at my feet But I don't mind
(Lyrics translated by R. Devon) Sleep then my princess, oh sleep Slowly the grey shadows creep Forest and meadow are still Peace falls on valley and
Far away from friends and loved ones 'Midst the storm, a soldier lay Gathered 'round him all his buddies Raised his head, we heard him say There's a
Me and 112 we off in the club Representing A-T-L in the club Hollaing at every girl off in the club Shorty gonna be with me when I dip from the club
O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit, Prepare thy creddil in my spreit, And I sall rock thee in my hert And never mair from thee depart. But I sall praise