Слова:
John Terra

ciel, on n'est plus seul ça fait rien, il fait beau Tout seul sur le terre Chante un scarabee assassine Tout seul, il chante comme il chantait Tout seul sur la terre

(John) Meu pai, meu irmao Nunca estou suficientemente bao Meu pai, meu irmao Eu pelejo com a forca que eu tenho Meu pai E luto, e luto so com carne e

Her eyes are underneath the ground I have heard the crying sound No one can stop you now No one can stop you now Her eyes are basking in the sun No

Lady luck and four leaf clovers Won't ease this hurt I feel all over My life was one special occasion `Til your leaving dampened the situation Well well

Nuestro mas sincero homenaje a toda una vida de lucha por la libertad Voy a cantar el corrido de un hombre que fue a la guerra y anduvo en la sierra herido

(John Mellencamp) Well there's a pain in my side But I keep traveling on Bring peace to this troubled land It's dark out here I can't read those signs

I live out in the woods in a cabin all alone a 10 by 12 one room shack is what I call my home. I dont live alone by choice its by necessity. Im hidin

suis tout pale sur un petit pouf j'aime plus paris, non mais on se prend pour qui, jveux voir personne, coupez mon telephone vivre comme les nones, jparle pas de john

sgabelli le corse e le puntate Lontano lontano lontano vi scrivo da molto lontano tra carni cadenti e stelle cadute e stellette del cielo in terra e per terra