We are too civil to books. For a few golden sentences we will turn over and actually read a volume of four or five hundred pages.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
You know the story about a woman and a man
in a garden living free
The only danger was a stranger by a tree
selling apples by the score
Declare this an emergency
Come on and spread a sense of urgency
To pull us through
And pull us through
This is the end
This is the end
(Juvenile)
I'm charging 600 for some big hoe
You do business with me you coming back to get more
She sells sea shells by the seashore
But I know a girl who sells so much more
Queenie Wahine's Papaya rates higher than pineapple, pumpkin or poy
Please pick her papaya put Queenie Wahine in perfect perpetual joy
'Though some people's palates prefer pickled salads
Un giorno sai, per noi verrÃ
La libertà di amarci qui senza limiti
E fiorirà il sogno a noi negato
Si svelerà l'amor celato ormai
Un giorno sai, per vivere
La vita che ci sfugge qui
If I'm not the one you want
Take your time to figure out
I'm staring at your picture every night
The scent of you still lingers in my mind
I wonder if you'll only feel alright
And the sun has come out of the clouds
Would you be free from the burden of sin?
There's power in the blood, power in the blood
Would you o'er evil a victory win?
There's wonderful power in the blood
There is power, power, wonder-working power
Am I really hard to please?
Perhaps I have such special needs
I wondered what was wrong with me
My friends all fall so easily
But today I fell in love with someone I hardly know
The light-hearted gay kind of charm you display, that's for me.
The wonderful sly little trick with your eye, that's for me.
What a feather in my hat if I could gratify your wish;
Do you like the movies, or what is your favorite dish?
The tilt of your chin, when you chuckle or grin, that's for me.
