C'est un bouquet sans fleur Une fleur sans parfum Un parfum sans odeur Une odeur sans plus rien C'est une idee sans mot C'est un mot sans pensee Une pensee
Just off a highway, a many ringed oak tree, Guarding forever his corner of meadow, Saw one hot June day a dusty old pedlar Footsore and weary look round
alla fine della notte di ogni guerra in ogni tempo c'e una casa di farfalle in mezzo al vento c'e una casa che ho sognato proprio quando mi han colpito
, tous les chagrins se grisent; De tout son c?ur on aimerait Que disparaissent a jamais Les papillons noirs Les papillons noirs Les papillons noirs Les
When butterflies leave their silk palaces The scent of the garden blows towards Heaven's way. Like the toils of man, Those who work to tomorrow Will not
Airplanes Take you away again Are you flying Above where we live Then I look up a glare in my eyes Are you having regrets about last night I'm not but
Warm ocean My feet in the sand Swirling motion Round salty water Tonight I'll save you [Chorus:] Shells and butterflies ... Feel the ocean Intoxicating
Era una tarde de primavera cuando hasta el alma se encuentra en flor yo 17 tu quinceanera tu colegiala y yo sonador y en aquel trigal el sol cayo primero
He got bad, and she got mad, he lowered one more time And she got even No one heard a single word and as the clock ticked from next door I could hear
The butterflies and the buttercups The butterflies and the buttercups Oh I luv you Simon says slip off your dress Oh I luv you Oh I luv you I luv
Que nos soldes sont bues Les bourgeoises enchantees De se desargenter D'aller faire les boutiques Papillons chics... Les papillons... les papillons... Le diable nous emporte Avec les
Midnight, street lights, one chance to make this perfect deep stares, we share, we can be something beautiful If only my timing was perfect You close
To my colleagues please Write something that I Might admire Might admire You just shoot glances At the girls in the Front row To get something sold
I live for these weekends And to take advantage of second chances With glances, still an outcast kid Now watch me decline The days are getting longer
Don?t hold me accountable For encounters I never wanted to get in With boys whose first interest Are to lay on sheets that Weren?t meant for them I explain
Wait As we watch our lives float gently towards the sky These are the moments meant to These are the words you never said These are the nights i wont
Buried in a lie, the words never meant so much, the only problem is loosing touch with ourselves. even if we forget who we were, dont forget me. its