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Sitting in your room alone playing with yourself Do you like it, really like it? You're all alone, this cannot be, just you and no one else Do you like

(P. Kantner) In golden Hannibal Carthage days marchin' onto Rome knockin' on the door and findin' nobody home there Rome she cut our army down and left

Översättning: Jefferson Airplane. När jorden rör sig igen.

Översättning: Rör. Kyss marken.

Contra mas bella es la vida mas feroces sus zarpazos contra mas frutos consigo, mas cerca estoy de perder. Por una caricia tuya toco el cielo con las

Der Himmel farbt sich schwarz, Wolken ziehn, es tut mir so gut wie du mich liebst, spur den Rest der Welt nicht mehr, lass mir etwas Platz von dir wunsch

(P. Kantner) In golden Hannibal Carthage days marchin' onto Rome knockin' on the door and findin' nobody home there Rome she cut our army down and

(P. Kantner) In golden Hannibal Carthage days marchin' onto Rome knockin' on the door and findin' nobody home there Rome she cut our army down and

I remember when I met you, big city boy small town blues This town seems so small to me well I was used to the blvd When I saw you I fell so hard now