the world get me down Music is playing inside my head Music is playing inside Music is playing inside Music is playing inside Music is playing inside Music, music, music
miracle to just be alive Come on, come on, come on, ride the music There's no magic or mystery You gotta give yourself a break occasionally And let the music
Music is playing inside my head Over and over and over again My friend, there's no end to the music Ah, summer is over But the music keeps playing And
ترجمة: الملك كارول. الموسيقى.
ترجمة: الملك كارول. ركوب موسيقى.
ترجمة: لدينا ليتل ركن من العالم : من الموسيقى التصويرية للبنات غيلمور. حيث أنت الرصاص سوف أتابع [الملك لويس كارول غوفين].
I've been feelin' down in Atlanta Immobile in Alabam I'd rather be in traction Than to be here where I am Oh, you Georgia red clay And green Virginia
We've been knowing each other For many a year, it's true And I can't think of anyone else Can make me feel as good as you Yeah, you make my day A little
Oh, brother, brother, brother I know you've been layin' back a long time But I love you like no other Oh, brother of mine I've been watching everything
Meet me on the highway Meet me on the road As long as you've got to travel Don't you want someone to help you carry your load First time out is a heady
It's going to take some time this time To get myself in shape I really fell out of line this time I really missed the gate The birds on the telephone
Whispering wind came, uninvited Looking for somewhere else to go Here is a lamp I've left unlighted Aren't you someone I should know Memory's flame
Surely you know how I stand on the question of my loving you Haven't I proved it in so many ways Surely you can tell by the way I kiss your lips that
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose And sometimes the blues just get a hold of you Just when you though you had made it All around the block people
If anyone asks you how I am Just say I'm doing fine If you will do that for me I'll do the same for you sometime And if anyone asks you where I've gone
