song This is not a love song Not a love song This is not a love song This is not a love song Not a love song This is not a love song Not a love song
Romaji Lyrics Asa no hikari ni tokedashita Kawaita kaze wa mou kimi wo tsutsumu Sotto hiraita te no hira de Wasurekaketa yume wo tsukamu no sa
अनुबाद: सार्वजनिक लिमिटेड छवि. यह एक प्रेम गीत नहीं है.
: Romaji Lyrics Asa no hikari ni tokedashita Kawaita kaze wa mou kimi wo tsutsumu Sotto hiraita te no hira de Wasurekaketa yume wo tsukamu no
images, those images Images I think that it bears repeating The images upon the ceiling I love images worth repeating And repeating and repeating Images, images
अनुबाद: जेरार्ड Lenorman. गाने मेरी छवियाँ.
de lune Des chevaux perdus dans les etoiles {Refrain:} Toutes mes chansons images Resteraient sur les pages D'un cahier d'ecolier Et prisonnieres de ses carreaux bleus Toutes mes chansons images
: Paris qui va... Tu connais bien Paris la nuit, Paris qui chante et t'eclabousse De la lumiere. Tu connais bien Paris la faim, Paris qui meurt sur
: Your long blonde hair and eyes of baby blue Bright colors never fading The blush of childhood on your downy cheek The days of hide-and-seek The secret
ll find a home Everyone's confined Where wild roses have been sown A song to feel alive and free Blooms that fall Is you and me They'll seem to call The image
Images, images, images I think that it bears repeating the images upon the ceiling I love images worth repeating and repeating and repeating Images, images
in a dream? i don't want to know what i think i suppose out of the light and into this time of demise and there's a cross on the hill the holy image lies
than carbon and chemicals free will is ours and we can't let go we can't allow this, the quiet cull so we sing out this, our canticle we are the image
: You're a spitting image of a feeling We stuff in our face Don't feel like drinking water when it rains Kinda off, I don't know about this Don't know
: Tausend Jahre Erbarmlichkeit, der jungste Tag im Feuerkleid. Der Himmel leuchtet scharlachrot. Es riecht nach Sterben, riecht nach Tod. Es wird Nacht
: A day made me see all real Now I try to keep all clear You're died in your best years I don't try to grieve and shed wild tears I'll never forget
: Weinst Du? Weinst Du? Du mua?t die Dinge nehmen wie sie sind, ich bin und bleib wie ein Blatt im Wind. Wie Laub das fa¤llt und im Wasser weitertreibt
