Anita Lipnicka - Bones of love

Tekst :

She’s sipping a cappuccino
Like a cat sipping out of a bowl
He’s black espresso
To start his heart from going cold

He’s thinking ‘cognac’
But afraid his hands might shake
She’s checking her make-up
Her smile’s giving nothing away

You better kill me before I kill you
You look good in black
Who’ll pay the bill and keep on walking
Will get a hole in their back

Two faded tourists
Their visas have long expired
Two forgotten journalists
Whose headlines have retired

What’s that in his pocket?
They aint Chinese banknotes
What’s that in her handbag?
That’s no bar of gold

Two suntanned lovers
Love didn’t die, it just went dry
Fading into the sunset
Those bones of love passing by

Inne utwory

  • Cruel magic
  • Tell me, tel me
  • Piosenka słodko-gorzka
  • Cała prawda o mnie
  • Learning
  • Then and now
  • Such a shame
  • Aqua blue
  • Knock, knock
  • Moje oczy są zielone
  • Monday
  • Death of a love
  • Porcelana
  • Rzeko
  • Losowe utwory

    Lambamour

    O calor penetrar
    Lamba te iluminar
    A cançao nos levar
    Pro caminho do sol
    E o sol nos levar
    Pelas aguas do mar
    Nessas ondas dourar

    Um pedaço de nos
    O calor pra sentir

    Lamba te colorir
    Tua força sair
    Na certeza de ser
    De poder dividir
    De poder melhorar
    Lambamour que chegou
    Um momento de amar
    Venha pra dançar,dançar
    Mexa sem parar

    Deixa o corpo lambar
    Deixa a...

    F.B.I.

    Here we go
    F.B.I.
    Here we go
    F.B.I.
    Here we go, here we go, yo don´t you know, you gotta get ack to know
    Here we go, here we go, yo don´t you run, he´s the man with the silver gun

    Verse 1:...

    Fly on sweet angel

    I feel you livin inside me
    I feel you beating my heart
    I ve got the time that you gave me
    To keep me while we re apart

    Slip into the golden place
    Light streaming from your face

    Chorus
    Fly on my sweet angel
    Fly on...
    Fly...

    Kind of

    Hey,
    I can t, sometimes it makes me late,
    I wish I d done some crazy act to prove my fate,
    I m very late, I m a normal boy, the night gets late,
    I smoke another cigarette,
    my youth is here but I m feeling kind of lost in...

    Dom za miastem

    Czasem czuję jakby życie miało do mnie ale
    Nic mi nie wychodzi i nie lubię życia wcale
    No co ma człowiek zrobić kiedy życie daje w kość
    Gdy trudno mu zaśpiewać choćby nawet takie coś

    Chwilo trwaj
    Chwilo trwaj
    Nie - nie wierzę...