We'll come back again Won't you think it over Life is a pendulous fall But maybe worth the pain And soon enough we'll go Life is a pendulous fall But
Please help me I'm falling Words and music by Don Robertson and Hal Blair Recorded by Hank Lochlin Verse 1: Please help me I'm falling in love with
small We'll come back again Won't you think it over Life is a pendulous fall But maybe worth the pain And soon enough we'll go Life is a pendulous fall
Yeah, I know A lot of you niggaz don't plan on the day when you'd have to see me You see, I'm that nigga that you should really be afraid of I dig graves
lot. known as a hero to all that he knew, long live the legend of fin maccumhail. the brave celtic leader of the chosen few, long live the legend of
You cannot legislate against wrongful encouagement You'll hear my words On the winds 'cross the sand If you should return To that black barren land
down never fallin' down down down never fallin' down. never fallin' down down down never fallin' down even if i was blindsided by mac trucks in the
You've heard the story now it isn't true about the legend. Where does that lead you? Looks like forever, walks a crooked mile. I'll take my chances, I
her, my people Lest you share in her sins Lest you receive of her plagues Her sins reach the heavens And God has remembered her name." Babylon; she is fallen
Down never fallin down down down ever fallin down. never fallin down down down ever fallin down even if i was blindsighted by mac trucks in the side
[Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + sounds of a shovel digging + a heartbeat] Yeah I know A lot of you niggaz don't plan on the day when you'd have to
Pino Daniele: Il ricordo di un amore viaggia nella testa e non c'e una ragione quando cerchiamo quel che resta e come un vento di passione o una rosa
Tłumaczenie: Kaczor. Legend Of The Fall Offs.
Tłumaczenie: The Fall. The Legend of Xanadu.
: [Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + sounds of a shovel digging + a heartbeat] Yeah I know A lot of you niggaz don't plan on the day when you'd have
: Pino Daniele: Il ricordo di un amore viaggia nella testa e non c'e una ragione quando cerchiamo quel che resta e come un vento di passione o una rosa