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P F M Premiata Forneria Marconi Pfm I Grandi Del Rock

: Black roses laced with silver By a broken moon. Ten million stars And the wispered harmonies of leaves. We werer these. Beside a dried up fountain

superman is losing fans and i am so sorry so sorry they've packed her bags they've stacked her flags and we are so sorry new you and i know big

I mustn' t be late Is my face on straight? Is my face on straight? Will they let me throught the gate Oh I mustn't be late Is my face on straight

Black roses laced with silver By a broken moon. Ten million stars And the wispered harmonies of leaves. We werer these. Beside a dried up fountain

how many times, swan we got cold you uncorked your wine how far we drove drunk on a car of paper charms light drawing sun cartoons sunday fairs

Celebration You've spent a long time waiting For a perfect yesterday, Now fill your heart with celebration For that's love's way.