Timon & matataEr de klogeste ordHakuna matataKloger' end du

knew I could feel like thisLike I'd never seen the

holding backYou're hard to readYour a 21st century kindYou're

hear it every dayOnce upon a time they sayOnce

She packed my bags last night pre-flightZero hour nine a.mAnd I'm

no time for waitingNo future to seeInside the next

say we bruise too easilyI don't know if it's

1: up y'all, hold upNot yet Elton, hold upLet

We heard Richard Nixon say, “Welcome to the USA”The common sense

maestro! What's with that music? Eesh, something tells me

want love, but it's impossibleA man like me, so

Quanto mais eu seiQuanto  mais eu vejoMenos  consigo me iludirAquele amorAquele

isn't much I haven't sharedWith you along the roadAnd

El Dorado, queen of citiesParadise so wisely hidOvershadows BarcelonaAragon, Castile, MadridWhere

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

written clear, across the roomIn silent words the blind

Matata ! Mais quelle phrase magnifique Matata ! Quel

I feel too old to workToo young to dieBut

a Neanderthal manYou're a Neanderthal girlLet's make Neanderthal loveIn this

coming out of the skyWon't you take me downTo