de "Ciclo Sin en ingonyama bagithi babaSithi uhm

gonna be a mighty king, so, enemies, I've

1: Neil Tennant, Elton your time and tell meWhy

carried you in my armsThrough the hotel to our

it never light on my lawn?Why does it rain

I could have been sickI could have diedI could

abandon lifeDon't step awayDon't give up that tuneThat you

Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what ya

they say that it's a factIf you watch the

can't really explain itI haven't got the wordsIt's a

1: Jon & a calm surrender to the rush

I'm building a birdFrom the wreck of a storySomething I once

story, tale or memoirEvery saga or romanceWhether true or fabricatedWhether

may leave a great impressionAs I race through a successionOf

am here to tell you we can never meet againSimple

I'm dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

been crippled in loveShort changed, hung out to dryWe've

can't light no more of your darknessAll my pictures

Ain't nothing like the real thing, babyAin't nothing like the real

When the day is doneDown to Earth then sinks the sunAlong