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). When the wind blows. We can. Only we can work it out. . Some of us horrified. Others never talk about it. But when the weather starts to burn. Then you'll know that you're in trouble. Follow in
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Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind. A restless wind that yearns to wander. And he was born the next of kin. The next of kin to the wayward wind In a lonely shack by a railroad track. He
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where this goes. I let the wind take me. Into the unknown. No more hesitating. There is a clock in mind. We running out of time. Killing it goes so easily. I want to feel him breathe. I want his hands on
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Bài hát The Funeral Of Hearts (Radio Edit) - HIM . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. The funeral of hearts. And a plea for
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turned to orange and the room went spinning round. . At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never. Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair. So she let the phone keep
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At night. When the sky is still. When the south wind blows. And the air is warm. There's a world that's born And for every child on the beach that day. Stands a castle tall and proud. And the
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Oh God what have I done? In the shadows on the dark side. 'Neath the skies of crimson doom. In the streets I hear the wind cry. Evil sings the devil's tune On your knees and pray for mercy. Let
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Chorus. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked
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Chorus. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked
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and the saw grass waves. Eagles fly and the otters play in the land of the Seminole. . Blow, blow Seminole wind. Blow like you're never gonna blow again. Calling to you like a long lost friend
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could ever be. You wanted heart and soul. But you didn't know, baby Wild, wild is the wind. That takes me away from you. Cold is the night without your love. To see me through and baby Wild, wild is
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. Youll remember me when the west wind moves. Upon the fields of barley. Youll forget the sun in his jealous sky. As we walk in the fields of gold. So she took her love. For to gaze awhile. Upon the
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Bài hát Gods Of War - Manowar. Down from the sky. Into the fight. Hearts full of rage. Full of thunder and glory. Swords in the wind. Crossing the sky. Lords of doom. Bring an end to their story
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the map of the world. Just a spot on the map of the world?. When I imagine the whole universe. Oh, where do I fit in? The wind comes through singin' the blues. But where do I fit in?. The Autumn
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look like they're straight out of fiction. Wretched and weather-beaten. With the wind blowing rain in their faces. It always disgraces. The most modern places There's always a worse kind of place
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the wind. Singing hopes, eternal spring. In a symphony for every lonely year. You are the keeper of the key. And the one that longs to be. The light for each and every frozen tear
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I envy the wind that whispers in your ear. That howls through the winter, that freezes your fingers. That moves through your hair and cracks your lips. And chills you to the bone, I envy the wind
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Lonely is the night. Now that darkness has fallin'. Nothing seems right. And the world is callin'. . Everybody's looking back. As the wind comes whispering by. The're waitin' for the answers
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. Listen to, listen to, listen to the music of the night wind. Listen. To the music of the night wind. Listen. To the music of the night wind Listen to the people. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh
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Babe, I feel like a straw in the wind. Don't know where I stand. Can't say where I'm goin'. Or where I've been,. Or even if I'm your man. . Ah, Girl, I never know. Whether I'm out or in. Oh
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I throw this to the wind. But what if I was right. Well, did you trust your noble dreams. And gentle expectations to the mercy of the night? The night will always win. The night has darkness on
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tiBlowing in the Wind. arBob Dylan. al. Blowing in the Wind. Written by Bob Dylan. Translated by . How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove
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Bài hát After The Sunrise - Yanni. Carly Simon. Playing Possum. After The Storm. (carly simon). Heat's up, tea's brewed. Clothes strewn around the room. Looks like a wind swept through. Made a wild
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The summer wind, came blowin' in from across the sea. It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me. All summer long, we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand. Two sweethearts
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Lonely is the night. and now darkness has fallin. Nothing seems right. and the world is callin Everybody's looking back. As the wind comes whispering by. They 're waitin' for the answers then
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ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. . The funeral of hearts. And a plea for mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from you. . She was the wind, carrying in
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ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. . The funeral of hearts. And a plea for mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from you. . She was the wind, carrying in
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. What's on the other side of me. The side of me that reaches out to you Sweet thoughts and dreams. Like drops of rain on rippling streams. That wind and bend, rivers with no end. Flowing on the other
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. The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush,. The nod of the wood, the song of a thrush,. The wood of the wing, a cliff, a fall,. A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all. It's the wind blowing free
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these problems. And for those that left, accept them into your garden. So here’s my theory, the country’s already starvin’. So we sacrificed many to shed light on all of them. God please pardon, I speak
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the wind in your hair The flight of the. warrior Thundering down from the mountain you ride. Clutching a sword made of steel The ones you call. friends they all left you for dead Alone on the
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course. The cry of freedom. Face in the wind, we're riding the storm. We'll stay our course whatever will come. Wandering souls in the sea of the damned. Death or glory, oh, oh we're riding the storm
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course. The cry of freedom. Face in the wind, we're riding the storm. We'll stay our course whatever will come. Wandering souls in the sea of the damned. Death or glory, oh, oh we're riding the storm
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold. So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold. So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields
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around. Leave the rest of the world behind, yeah that's how I'll pass the time. . Till I catch my second wind, get back up and gain control again. Find the strength I lost back when you stopped loving