WILKINSON, Plié, tendu segundaPlié, tendu fechouDevelopé devantPerna vermeOlha

the pines will be falling everywhereLittle children fight each

1: Kit Connor & Steven want love, but it's

matata, what a wonderful matata, it ain't no passing

could never know what it's likeYour blood like winter

have I gotta do to make you love me?What

met on a rainy evening in the summertimeDon't think

hung out with the old folksIn the hope that

go breaking my couldn't if I honey if

looking at a funeral wagon rolling downA two-lane highway

1 : Elton John, Charles encore, j'avais vingt ansJe

remember it like it was yesterdaySnow in the park

Why don't ya come on downLet me tell ya what I

are you ready? are you ready?Butterfly, butterfly, butterflyBaby, you knowYou

1: Neil in a little while from nowIf I'm

is a many splendored thingLove lifts us up where we

all lead such elaborate livesWild ambitions in our sightsHow an

deep within the tomb, a gentle light still shoneShowing me

Oh it's great to see our homelandBreathe the Iberian atmosphereJust because

can't control this flesh and bloodThat's wrapped around my