dos, tres, at the starsLook how they shine

mais pourquoi quand t'es petit, que c'est l'heure de goûter

Chris so high, so 1: Chris angel

because I'm losingDoesn't mean I'm lostDoesn't mean I'll stopDoesn't

1: Chris at the starsLook how they shine for

I look in your directionBut you pay me no

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

I drive you away?I know what you'll sayYou say,

you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of-)(Ooh-oh, woo-oh)(I

1: Richard it's a bittersweet symphony, this lifeTryin' to

they say people come, say people goThis particular diamond

you try your best but you don't succeedWhen you

my place, in my placeWere lines that I couldn't

here we a wild wind blowin' down the

Zgodnie z przemijaniem wszystko graOd dechy do dechy oddechyOstatnie tchnienia westchnień

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

Chris oh, somebody, eh, somebody, oh(Hey!)Somebody, oh, somebody, eh,

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

were sittin', sittin' the strawberry swingEvery moment was so

again, Tomorrowland, if you know the wordsEverybody, sing along,