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Fogh in-nakhal fogh ya ba fogh in-nakhal fogh medri lama'k khaddak ya ba medri l-ghomar fogh walla marida balini balwa w-inshidni l-batran ya ba lesh wajhak asfar wajhak asfar kull marad ma biyya ya ba min dard il-asmar walla sabini b'ayuno l'helwa Sulle palme,lass? sulle palme, lass? non so se é la tua gota che brilla o la luna, lass?. Io non voglio, ma la pena mi tormenta. L'insolente mi chiede: "Perché giallastro é il tuo viso?" Non ho nessuna malattia: soffro per quella persona bruna che m'imprigiona coi suoi dolci occhi.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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