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413  Kildespråk Put your lovin' hand out, baby I'm beggin' ... Put your lovin' hand out, baby
I'm beggin'
Ridin' high when I was king
Played it hard and fast cause I had everything
Walked away, wonderin' then
But easy come and easy go and it would end
I need you to understand
That I tried so hard to be a man
The kind of man you'd want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
An empty shell I used to be
Shadow of my life is hangin' over me
Broken man that I don't know
Will leave it standing, devil's dancing with my soul Oversettelsen er fullført  Pruži mi svoju ruku puna ljubavi, duÅ¡o | |
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221 Kildespråk Spørsmål for denne tekst er "Kun lydelsen". Ik zou graag deze tekst vertaald zien worden naar het nederlands Umornim glasom zovem te, drhtava ruka traži te u magli koja luduje u mojoj glavi...nema te... a tako bi mi vratila osmjeh na pokislo lice poprskano kiÅ¡om, pocrvenjelo od daha vjetrova... i dalje te tražim u hodnicima sjećanja, opet pružam ruke k tebi, ali uzalud... ik zou graag willen weten wat deze tekst betekent..
mvg glenn Oversettelsen er fullført  Gedichtje | |
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