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April 01 为你年轻苏朵的大舌头英语让你觉得他是如此可爱,好像那时候坐在操场唱歌的男生。不想说他学Suede,中国人有中国人特别的可爱之处。重要的是,坚持自己的音乐理想。
透过灰色水泥森林,仿佛看到一群快乐的孩子,
镜头中,你的微笑这样的甜美,棕榈树这样的青葱
你相信吗,我的甜心,这就是我们的生活。 打开声音吧,就是我的背景音乐。祭奠青春,3分29秒。
Young For You
sunday 's coming i wanna drive my car
to your apartment with present like a star forecaster said the weather may be rainy hard but i know the sun will shine for us oh lazy seagull fly me from the dark i dress my jeans and feed my monkey banana then i think my age how old,skyline how far or we need each other in california *you show me your body before night comes down i touch your face and promise to stay ever young on this ivory beach we kissed so long it seems that the passion's never gone *you sing me your melody and i feel so please i want you to want me to keep your dream together we'll run wild by a summer symphony this is what we enjoyed not a fantasy the tin-man's surfing i wanna try my luck to the top of tide rip like just have some drugs i know you have no blame for my proud moonish heart welcome to the golden beatnik park oh diamond seashore drag me from the yard incredible sunward i watch as you're in photograph for camera your smile's so sweet,palm trees' so lush would you believe my honey it's califonia 为你年轻 周日就要到了,我想开车去你的公寓 带着晨星般的礼物 预报说那天将会下大雨 但是我知道太阳会为我们而闪耀 慵懒的海鸥带我飞出黑暗 我穿上牛仔裤,喂猴子吃香蕉 然后想着,我有多大,地平线有多远 在加利福利亚州我们彼此需要 在夜幕降临前你向我展现你的身姿 我轻抚你的脸颊,承诺永远青春 在象牙色的海滩我们久久拥吻 仿佛这份激情永不消逝 你为我唱出自己的旋律,我感到如此愉悦 我渴望你也想要我守护你的梦想 我们一起在夏日交响中狂野的奔跑 这是我们的喜悦而非幻想 我想尝试冲浪 像服了兴奋剂般冲上浪尖 我知道你对我骄傲易变的心不会有任何责备 欢迎来到比特尼克一代的黄金花园 钻石般的海岸将我拉离花园 我难以置信的朝着太阳看你的照片 镜头中,你的微笑这样的甜美,棕榈树这样的青葱 你相信吗,我的甜心,这就是加利福利亚 February 28 I wish I was a punk rocker - Sandi Thom很优美的一首歌,喜。
I wish I was a punk rocker - Sandi Thom
[chorus:] Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air I was born too late into a world that doesn't care Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car When music really mattered and when radio was king When accountants didn't have control And the media couldn't buy your soul And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything [chorus]
When pop stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss And when God saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale My mom and dad were in their teens And anarchy was still a dream And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail [chorus]
When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked And the super info highway was still drifting out in space Kids were wearing hand me downs And playing games meant kick arounds And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face [chorus]
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair March 14 京味儿MVAugust 30 je suis pas comme les autersQuand j'étais une petite fille, je m'inventais des histoires. |
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