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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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. 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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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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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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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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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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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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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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. 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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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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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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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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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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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
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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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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 the fields of gold. . So she took her love. For to gaze awhile
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bend Bring a song and a smile for the banjo. Better get while the gettin's good. Hitch a ride to the end of the highway. Where the neons turn to wood Come on the risin' wind. We're goin' up around
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stage. In the wind some mournful melody. I can read it like the back of my hand. The back of my hand. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. I see dreams, I see visions. Images I don't understand. I see Goya's paranoias. I
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leaves and of berries,. Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by. Mother bird eating cherries. . In the misty tangled sky. Fast a wind is blowing,. In the new-born rabbit's heart. River life is flowing
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We still sit at separate tables. And we sleep at different times. And the warm wind in the palm trees. Hasn't helped to change our minds It was the lure of the tropics. That I thought might heal
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quiet of the evening. In the falling of the light. There's a simple sort of certainty when love is at your side So when that hard rain starts to sting you. And that cold wind starts to bite. You know
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quiet of the evening. In the falling of the light. There's a simple sort of certainty when love is at your side So when that hard rain starts to sting you. And that cold wind starts to bite. You know
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quiet of the evening. In the falling of the light. There's a simple sort of certainty when love is at your side So when that hard rain starts to sting you. And that cold wind starts to bite. You know
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year, lads and lasses. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. . Sing we joyous, all together. Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. Heedless of the wind and weather. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
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Can't see the wood for all of the trees. Can't hear the wind for the breeze that whispers. Voice in your head you like what it said. So what can you do but listen to it? What kind of fool. Lays
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. A man of honor. He paid with his life. For his life was the price. To pass the gates immortal. Thy journey begins. With sword in the wind. Stay thy hand rest thy command. For Odin's call was heard
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to me. But all the while I was dreaming of revelry. Gonna run baby run like a stream down a mountainside. With the wind at my back I won't ever even bat an eye. Just know it was you all along who had a
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to me. But all the while I was dreaming of revelry. Gonna run baby run like a stream down a mountainside. With the wind at my back I won't ever even bat an eye. Just know it was you all along who had a
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Tempest blows up from a squall. Past the Cape of Bad Conscience into the Gulf of the Cauldron. Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten. Exposing the roots like in the dyed hair of slattern