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#5 |
Feeling at Home
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I did a free online translation and it comes up with this
This and price that This world In the balance imposes to we Of living without certainty some in the blue, deprives of hope you loving that has not never found love pure Folds you to the rules of your market Me pento, hurts for this sin But when breath I notice that I exist indeed and we are isolates in tries to you of Gloria mediocre and dumb and without memory but watches the summer and returned hope still I pray You Alive, you live, you live (x2) This indeed and the price that This time imposes to we living Fastly a life the fruit of the sin a woman has eaten I Now would want a cake piece to it Folds you to the rules of your party No prejudgment and never be healed Tells to me what you make in order to outside sleep the night Deceived and disappointed from the Forced sense of guilt from a moral distorted But there and a blank world of spirits indeed I pray to You Alive, you live, you live indeed (you live) the sky on we (you live) the road we are indeed Alive alive we, you live, you live (x2) Feeling indeed dance hall more Get out (x2) more Get out Alive, live, you live indeed (you live) the sky on we (you live) the road we are indeed Alive alive we, you live, you live (x6) the bonds and the bad ones indeed you Won and alive and ideal that is worth a war You fight every small the Not there and large I torment And you exit outside to gioire of every moment
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"Kid Pipe" -Thanks Moo "A wise woman never separates a man from his pipe", Laurette Taylor |
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