ترجمة: ربيكا سانت جيمس. هل ارفع صوت بلادي (1989).
ترجمة: صوت خلية النحل. الليلة الماضية سرق دي جي بي فتاة بلادي.
ترجمة: Xandria. هذا هو صوت بلادي / لا كاسر لا صوت لهم.
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: Strano il mio destino che mi porta qui A un passo dal tuo cuore senza arrivare mai Chiusa nel silenzio sono andata via Via dagli occhi, dalle mani
: Her name is Bobbie Lee and she?s movin? she?s gotta make a dream come true some might say she took a dead wrong turn she took the only road she
: Optimus A.R.C.A hey Mi Voz, Mi Estilo & Mi Flow Mi Piquete Mi Palabreo Con El Cual Me Robo El Show Mi Voz, Mi Estilo & Mi Flow Todos Ustedes Me Imitan
: Si se apaga mi voz Y no hay mas golondrinas cerca, ni lejos ni en la vida habra de agitar sus alas. Si se apaga mi voz Y el silencio se te hace largo
I heard her scream From the tower above My heart it wanted to help But the soldiers' who guard Would surely stop my attempt Well, a man's gotta do What
Optimus A.R.C.A hey Mi Voz, Mi Estilo & Mi Flow Mi Piquete Mi Palabreo Con El Cual Me Robo El Show Mi Voz, Mi Estilo & Mi Flow Todos Ustedes Me Imitan
Her name is Bobbie Lee and she?s movin? she?s gotta make a dream come true some might say she took a dead wrong turn she took the only road she knew
Drums oh yeah Eh, ich mach jeden Tag Mukke, schei?e auf Shisha-Kaffees ? ich zock FIFA was juckt mich der VIVA-Comet, Rapper labern irgendwas von tiefer
"Mercy. victim. of your own ego's creed of your own postulation. maintain your pure design. your pride. too many punches pulled. iscariotic lips. betrayal
Broadcast. talking words. real words. painful words. makes you look so cheap. you can't stand on your own. and i have ceased to care. digging. digging
Wheels turn crush me, I am the machine Heaven helps those who forget to dream I see a spark, great is what we are Eyes toward my reward, compensated
Now my life is full of so many simple crutches. they help me walk they help me sleep the help me suffer. the love was never there and I just didn't seeit
I create my own. I no longer revolve around your resentment. I can smell the hatred behind your tearing sneer I am no longer threatened by this judgment
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