الأغاني:
La Strada Julia

From the south side of Chicago On Woodland Avenue The youngest of eight children With a voice that soared and soothed Singing at the Lincoln Center The

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ترجمة: خوليو ايغليسياس. الطريق.

C'etait nous et nos rires sur le Chemin de la vie J'ai du lacher ta main Je m'en veux aujourd'hui De nos craies, de nos reves Un tableau noir lave

I use to lay my hand on your heart and pray that I could take the pain away I would of carried all the weight I would of never let you fall I wish I

I was so wrong I thought that I could hold on To things that were already gone It was a lie all along I was decieved Totally lost, I believe I

Somehow everyone thinks I?m ok You think they?d know better by now I?m still insane I thought that thinks would get better with age But now I?m just

Don't cry now Keep the pain down Till it dies out There'll be time for tears when this ends But until then Here we go again Forget everything is broken

I followed through on a whim And I knew fully You always loose in the end Everyone told me Now the bruises show and everybody knows You can heal