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Parisienne Walkways

Tell me ma

Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door and they ring that bell Oh, my true love, are you well? Out she comes, as white as snow Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Johnny Murray says, "She will die If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye" Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? (Whoo, oh) (Yo) Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky She's as nice as apple pie And she'll get her own lad, by and by When she gets a lad of her own She won't tell her ma, 'til she comes home Let them all come, as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? (Oh, spéirbhwan) (Whoo, oh) (Yo) (Whoo, oh) Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky She's as nice as apple pie And she'll get her own lad, by and by When she gets a lad of her own She won't tell her ma, 'til she comes home Let them all come, as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? (Yoo, oh) (Yo) (Yoo, oh)

NGR

Arc du Triumph

Champs Élysées

Magnetic fields

Note: Paris walkways, long days and nights walking all over Paris and sleeping on those somewhere corners hidden by the moonlight shadows.Gardens, walls, building stairs... a day or two in a motel room, sleep, showring and peace, 

Do Not Stand In The Shadows 

Hearts which beat to a precise beat Fading shadows on the wall We'll cut our cards Drive out bars All for one, one for all Like teenage heat And carnival cheats With your heart on your sleeve Well, you know you wanna run You won't hide And you jump like a son of a gun, oww Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows, oh, oh Do not stand in the shadows Oh, alone and lonely Watching people on my wall Well, Mama and Daddy Thought they had me fooled I was thinking, not at all Well, I got out Not gonna stand In the dark without a light Forgetting love if you believe that chance Sit and wait, oww Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows Dark and evil in the shadows, oh, oh Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows, oh, oh Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oww And now we've touched down Moving all around, yeah Living to a blaster sound No preachers, teachers Pick our minds To the sound of false alarm They're here today And they hear you say You're alive, and you're living with me So don't try to hide And don't try to die In the dark of the night, oww Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows, oh, oh Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows In the shadows, in the shadows Do not stand in the shadows

Blackfield

Curling lips, fingertips, dead eye dips I saw it all in the blackfield Splinter cracks, summer tracks, paperbacks We found them all in the blackfield In the shade, whistle blades, singing fades In the blackfield She wants to stay And talk all day So I remark When it gets dark All the pale things under the earth Will reverse River glass, cycle past, overcast I saw it all in the blackfield Copper sky, shadows rise, bridge of sighs We had it all in the blackfield Skin tracks, face facts, fade to black In the blackfield She wants to stay And talk all day So I remark When it gets dark All the pale things under the earth

The Ballad of the Gunslinger La Balada Del Pìstolero 

Soy un hombre muy honrado que me gusta lo mejor Las mujeres no me faltan, ni el dinero, ni el amor Jineteando en mi caballo por la sierra yo me voy Las estrellas y la luna ellas me dicen donde voy Ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay amor Ay mi morena de mi corazón Me gusta tocar guitarra me gusta cantar el son El mariachi me acompaña cuando canto mi canción Me gusta tomar mis copas, aguardiente es lo mejor Tambien el tequila blanco con su sal le da sabor Ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay amor Ay mi morena de mi corazón Me gusta tocar guitarra me gusta cantar el son El mariachi me acompaña cuando canto mi canción Me gusta tomar mis copas, aguardiente es lo mejor Tambien el tequila blanco con su sal le da sabor Ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay amor Ay mi morena de mi corazón

Face In The Sand

Everybody's waiting for something to happen Everybody's waiting for something to see Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters Everyone's waiting for news on TV Winding lives at the end of the spiral Waiting dictators with their next big thrill Everyone's looking, but no one is listening Everybody wants to be in at the kill I wait for the signs, they tell me true I see the signs of the end of time Everyone's searching, but nothing's revealing Everyone's looking for the reason why Everyone's hoping for life everafter Everyone's looking at death from the sky Everyone's nightmares are going to happen Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes Everyone's praying but no one's believing Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies I wait for the signs, they tell me true I see the signs of the end [Chorus:] So I watch and I wait And I pray for an awnser An end to the strife and the world's misery But the end never came And we're digging the graves And we're loading the guns for the kill Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand Future memory of our tragedy? Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand Future memory of our tragedy?

Blackfield  Jupiter

Once we were young, we had no plans What simplicity of love We used to get it, to get it all We weren't scared to fail and fall Now all I can do is to stand And watch those new boys in the game How they're laughing and having fun Making rules under the sun I won't win her pretty eyes tonight It's been so long since I played it right I'll get to Jupiter and halfway back Before she'll even notice I'm around They used to call me the city queen But now God's playing his jokes on me I'm all alone, far from the city I've got no room, no time for dreams I won't win her pretty eyes tonight It's been so long since I played it right I'll get to Jupiter and halfway back Before she'll even notice I'm around Once we were young, we had no plans What simplicity of love We used to get it, to get it all We had no time to fail and fall I won't win her pretty eyes tonight It's been so long since I played it right I'll get to Jupiter and halfway back Before she'll even notice I'm around Once we were young, we had no plans What simplicity of love We used to get it, to get it all We weren't scared to fail and fall I'll get to Jupiter and halfway back Before she'll even notice I'm around

Malagueña Salerosa  Chingon  Once Upon a Time in Mexico

Que bonitos ojos tienes Debajo de esas dos cejas Debajo de esas dos cejas Que bonitos ojos tienes. Ellos me quieren mirar Pero si tu no los dejas Pero si tu no los dejas Ni siquiera parpadear. Malaguena salerosa Besar tus labios quisiera Besar tus labios quisiera. Malaguena salerosa Y decirte nina hermosa Que eres linda y hechicera, Que eres linda y hechicera Como el candor de una rosa. Si por pobre me desprecias Yo te concedo razon Yo te concedo razon Si por pobre me desprecias. Yo no te ofrezco riquezas Te ofrezco mi corazon Te ofrezco mi corazon A cambio de mi pobreza. Malaguena salerosa Besar tus labios quisiera Besar tus labios quisiera. Malaguena salerosa Y decirte nina hermosa. Que eres linda y hechicera, Que eres linda y hechicera Como el candor de una rosa. Y decirte nina hermosa.

Phantom

Opera Paris

Midnight

50

Diana Memorial 

Memory Elaine Paige  Cats The Musica

Breakfast at Tiffanys

What do I eat, where do I go, morning, midday, afternoon, night, midnight, where do I sleep, how many hours of sleep, to dream and to be at the airport?

Charles de Gaulle

Concorde

Riviere Seine

The longest day

In the gloom, the gathering storm abates In the ships, gimlet eyes await The call to arms to hammer at the gates To blow them wide, throw evil to its fate All summers long, the drills to build the machine To turn men from flesh and blood to steel From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach From summer sands to Armageddon's reach Overlord, your master, not your God The enemy coast dawning grey with scud These wretched souls, puking, shaking fear To take a bullet for those who sent them here The world's alight, the cliffs erupt in flame No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains Drowning men, no chance for a warrior's fate A choking death, enter Hell's gates Sliding we go Only fear on our side To the edge of the wire And we rush with the tide Oh, the water is red With the blood of the dead But I'm still alive Pray to God I survive How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? The rising dead, faces bloated, torn They are relieved, the living wait their turn Your number's up, the bullet's got your name You still go on to Hell and back again Valhalla waits, valkyries rise and fall The warrior tombs lie open for us all A ghostly hand reaches through the veil Blood and sand, we will prevail Sliding we go Only fear on our side To the edge of the wire And we rush with the tide Oh, the water is red With the blood of the dead But I'm still alive Pray to God I survive How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through? How long, on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through?

La valse de Amelie

Lagoa de Albufeira (Lagoa Azul) Sesimbra

Rosi Aurora Ana

Jean Rosi Italia   Ana mãe João

Terra da Diolinda e da Ana

Amelie

Les Inconnus  Les flics

An eye for an eye

"Oh great God, if you really exist For many years, I am asking you why? Why are the innocent dead and the guilty alive? Where is justice? Where is punishment?" Something big is brewing You can see it in my eyes They burn with a beastly hatred That will be realised Why are the innocent dead? Come on God, answer me Why are the guilty alive? Don't want to be deceived They think they are above the law They're trying to break my spine Where is justice? Where is punishment? Where is the human line? An eye for an eye Inveterate despite An eye for an eye A one man war on crime As I began to talk to God I've even lost my mind I only want to know one thing What I've done, was it wrong or right? Why are the innocent dead? Come on God, answer me Why are the guilty alive? Don't want to be deceived They think they are above the law They're trying to break my spine Where is justice? Where is punishment? Where is the human line? An eye for an eye Inveterate despite An eye for an eye A one man war on crime An eye for an eye Inveterate despite An eye for an eye A one man war on crime A loving husband, devoted father Till the day the mob opened the fire Retaliation and vindictiveness His only mission and ardent desire Why are the innocent dead? Come on God, answer me Why are the guilty alive? Don't want to be deceived They think they are above the law They're trying to break my spine Where is justice? Where is punishment? Where is the human line? An eye for an eye An eye for an eye

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Stop shaking it

NGR

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Canadadádá

Justiça está No Canadá Onde a polícia É montada Juíza bera Mesmo má Pôs-te a farda Transpirada Suar pela lei E pela grei Segurança redobrada Gritar que te amei Aqui del-rei Inversão na autoestrada Que crimes cometi Só eu sei Não vás tu ser autuada No que te meti Mas deixei Violência autorizada Gritar que te amei Aqui del-rei Inversão na autoestrada Suar pela lei E pela grei Segurança redobrada Suar pela lei E pela grei Segurança reforçada Sonhar que te raptei E roubei Apresenta queixa na esquadra Gritar que te amei Aqui del-rei Inversão na autoestrada Add to favorites Add to Playlist Font size Tab Print Correct Submit translation Auto-scroll Do you know who is the songwriter? Send