Teksty:
A Cor Do Sol

Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the swallow

Tłumaczenie: Jest to soundtrack Army. I Left My Heart w stołówce Stage Door.

A volte sogno di volare su fantastiche citta bucando nuvole d'argento respiro liberta e lo sai vorrei soltanto che non finisse mai dimmi cosa c'e di meglio

Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the swallow

Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the swallow

vibrate Birds flying out of a mountain Somewhere the snow cools my fever I just have stumps left for fingers Wonderin' can you still play guitar? Just like a

: (I. Cano) Ha venido un pajaro del cielo ha aterrizado en tu pelo ha robado todos los secretos de tu silencio. Le has querido comprar

: Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the

: Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the