Home Sweet Home Home Sweet Home
NGR
Home Sweet Home
NGR I´M ON MY WAY.
RUSSIA
Hold Me
My Sweet Mystery
Mystére
Concert 6 Avril Zenith de Paris Avril 7 G
Levi... ... ...
Phantom Of The Opera
Phantom Of The Opera
G It`s Me
Metal Tango 1993
My hands are in motion My wheels do not change My pain I turn into heat Inside these flames When time has no meanin' Where seasons don't change I dream with the heart of a thief And I don't feel no shame There's an island In my soul There's desire Burnin' deep down, down below Dance demons Lose control This is a metal a metal tango Dance demons Don't you know This is a metal a metal tango This is a metal...tango The sky is cryin' The tears fall like rain The wind it gave me the key To unlock these chains There's an island In my soul There's desire Burnin' deep down, down below Dance demons Lose control This is a metal a metal tango Dance demons Don't you know This is a metal a metal tango This is a metal...tango There's desire In my soul Burnin' deep down, down below Dance demons Lose control This is a metal a metal tango Dance demons Don't you know This is a metal a metal tango This is a metal...tango Don't you know This is a metal tango This is a metal tango Don't you know This is a metal tango
Even Angels Cry
I felt so blue - the sky was so grey It was pouring down - I went walking anyway A ragged old man came right up to me He said: "I'm half blind - but there's things I see And things I believe" - He said: "Even angels cry If you don't believe my words Just look up at the sky Do you really think it's rain? It's nothing more than heaven's pain Even angels cry Even angels cry" I said: "Man, what makes you so smart?" He said: "Have you ever heard of a broken heart? Since she left me, I've been sad as you But she let's me know she misses me too I know that it's true Even angels cry If you don't believe my words Just look up at the sky Do you really think it's rain? It's nothing more than heaven's pain Even angels cry Even angels cry I really do believe that love's forever When it takes a hold of you, it won't let you go And it can pull a broken heart together And just in case you're troubled, I want you to know Even angels cry If you don't believe my words Just look up at the sky Do you really think it's rain? It's nothing more than heaven's pain Even angels cry
Ever Dream
My Walden
Light shines bright beyond all the cities of gold On a road of birdsong and chocolate shops Of buskers, jugglers, innkeeper's welcoming call The sound of mist, smell of moss-grown woods Weaving my wings from many-colored joins Flying higher, higher, higher Into the wild Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden I will taste the manna in every tree Liquid honey and wine from the distant hills An early morning greenwood concerto Greets my Walden with its eternal voice Weaving my wings from many-colored joins Flying higher, higher, higher Into the wild Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher Into the wild Weaving my world into tapestry of life Its fire golden In my Walden Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns Flying higher, higher, higher... I do not wish to evade the world Yet I will forever build my own Forever build my own Forever my home
Love Me In The Rain
All our friends been acting strange Sunshine smiles - even when it rains And they pretend that they don't see The trouble with you and me But they know you're about to leave And even you have played a part Of someone who is still true at heart Do you think that I don't know Your love for me turned cold? How sad to see you go.. But I'm hoping that you'll fall in love again And never look back on what might have been I pray that we will stay the best of friends And in my heart I hope that you will fall for me again But don't say there is no way The things you loved before, haven't changed Well I could find somebody new Who wouldn't tear my heart in two But I'd never get over you - oh no So I'm hoping that you'll fall in love again And never look back on what might have been I pray that we will stay the best of friends And in my heart I hope that you will fall for me again Oh in my heart I hope that you will fall for me again I'm hoping that you'll fall for me again
Ricardo Carla
Bindi
The Fortuneteller
I never got into magic - but the magic got into me. I'd been tangled up in love, but afraid of being free. Men... I don't understand them: They take you for all you got And leave you howling at the moon And thinking of... I don't know what... Yeah I do... thinking of that man... Is he alone? Is he thinking of me? Does he still love me? I needed some answers - deep answers So there I was, on the side of town where the beggars sleep.. It was late - real late. But I knew she'd be open - gypsies love the night. I heard that from a friend who once knew one. Sure enough, her light was on and her door was cracked; The smell of incense made the night air cry out in desperation. But I didn't care, I was looking for revelation, So I walked in, and made my way through a curtain of beads. There must have been ten thousand candles - but only one was lit. I put some money on the table And she reached for a deck of cards and said: "Sit." She told me to look in her eyes.. I did... but I also kept my eye on that deck She gazed at a card... and then she said: "I can see that you don't really want to know What your future holds, as you travel down the road: You'd rather believe that dreams do come true, Than to find out they can lie to you..." She picked the money up from the table, and stuffed it in her blouse. I said: "Wait a minute - I was expecting a little bit more than that" She said: "What do you want me to do? - Turn myself into a cat? I could, you know" - and I believed her... Everything got deadly quiet... Man, I was scared - but I didn't show it. Then she broke the silence... "Why are your palms sweating, child?" God - this woman was good! I asked her to read my palm - she said: "All right, but it'll cost you another fifty And then I'm going to bed - gypsies hate the night... Gimme your hand - I'm gonna read between the lines." "I can see that you don't really want to know What your future holds, as you travel down the road: You'd rather believe that dreams do come true, Than to find he might be leaving you." She said: "I can see that you don't really want to know What your future holds, as you travel down the road: You'd rather believe that dreams do come true - So does the man who's followed you."
1991
Jack Kelly Ozzy Amie Lol Karl Sonia
NGR 8890
2000
OZZY G
2001
AFTER ALL IT´S ONLY TWO OF US
Lola Belinha Rui
Nike
OZZY 70´s
Ozzy 80´s
80´s Estoril Belinha house
Amie Lola Belinha
Suisse Switzerland Luxemburg 55000 Mercedes Renault 5 Turbo
Mama I´m Coming Home 1991
Stay Home. This Record never leaved home. It was my thought, that it shouldn´t leave home, that the White House was the place for it to be. Songs, sounds and lyrics from time, place and moments. Memories.
Its the reason why there are no pictures of it. 37. This record and others.
NGR 16
and some other things that i left at the White House.
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