From the night until day From the desert to the bay I keep on hearing your words replay That everything's gonna be okay And I don't wanna just meet halfway
Översättning: Schack, Becca. You Make Me Feel.
If it were love I would give That love every second I had and I do Did I know where he'd lead me to? Did I plan, doing all of this for the love of a man
When I was nine I learned survival Taught myself not to care I was my single good companion Taking my comfort there Up in my room I planned My conquests
Nobody's Side From the Musical Chess -Florence You want to lose your only friend Well, keep it up you're doing fine Why this humiliation? Why treat me
The Deal From the Musical Chess -The American Communist, democrat An intriguing collusion Fair exchange - tit for tat Comradeship in profusion And the
Nothing is so good it lasts eternallyPerfect situations must go wrongBut this has never yet prevented meFrom wanting far too much for far too longLooking
Chess is such a difficult game There's so many pieces So many squares where you can go So few promises Never you mind all the others Anticipating your
Vermelho / Claudio Venturini / Chacal As vezes me pego pensando Igual computador Tem dias que eu ja nem sei mais Ao menos quem eu sou As vezes tudo se
Listen, we won't give up on our freedom Even as we're beaten to submission Even as they want achievements on their terms Rulings to be followed to the
[Sen Dog] Ahi vamos caballero, ese el negro lo correcta No me llames policia porque nada te protecta Empina ese pie, persina mas un poquito Con el perro
J'ai avance mon fou Pour te prendre ma reine Attendre me rend fou, je vais tenter le coup J'ai avance mon fou Et je ne veut pas perdre A part toi
Baby, let's quit playing chess, You've been to my address, You keep checking me out, I wanna get loud, Stop playing mouse and cat, I'm telling you that
Old dreams return Disillusioned I yearn Am I buried beneath sand and clay? The caress of cold soil With limbs crippled to the coil Locked inside a nightmare
[Intro: Samuel L. Jackson in "Fresh"] Now what kinda player am I? Am I an offensive man or a defensive man? That's right, I'm neither. I play my opponent
Venivano da lontano, avevano occhi e cani, avevano stellette, e paura. Erano tre, erano quattro, erano piu di ventiquattro, erano il sale della terra.