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True love will find you in the end
You'll find out just who was your friend
Don't be sad, I know you will
But don't give up until
True love will find you in the end
This is a promise with a catch
Only if you're looking can it find you
'Cause true love is searching too
But how can it recognize you
If you don't step out into the light, the light
Don't be sad I know you will
Don't give up until
True love will find you in the end
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Bella ciao
06:05
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Una mattina mi sono alzato
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao
Una mattina mi sono azalto
E ho trovato l'invasor
O partigiano, portami via
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao
O partigiano, portami via
Ché mi sento di morir
E se io muoio da partigiano
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao
E se io muoio da partigiano
Tu mi devi seppellir
E seppellire lassù in montagna
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao
E seppellire lassù in montagna
Sotto l'ombra di un bel fior
Tutte le genti che passeranno
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao
E le genti che passeranno
Mi diranno "che bel fior"
E questo è il fiore del partigiano
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao
E quest'è il fiore del partigiano
Morto per la libertà
E quest'è il fiore del partigiano
Morto per la libertà
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Song to Say Goodbye
03:43
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You are one of God's mistakes,
You crying, tragic waste of skin,
I'm well aware of how it aches ,
And you still won't let me in.
Now I'm breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face ,
Though I don't like you anymore,
You lying, trying waste of space..
Before our innocence was lost,
You were always one of those ,
Blessed with lucky sevens ,
And the voice that made me cry .
My Oh My.
You were mother nature's son ,
Someone to whom I could relate ,
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate.
Now I'm trying to wake you up ,
To pull you from the liquid sky ,
Coz if I don't we'll both end up ,
With just your song to say goodbye.
My Oh My.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye ,
A song to say...
Before our innocence was lost,
You were always one of those,
Blessed with lucky sevens,
And the voice that made me cry.
It's a song to say goodbye
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The Rains of Castamere
03:54
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𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅,
𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒘?
𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒕,
𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘.
𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒅,
𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒔,
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑, 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒅,
𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆,
𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆,
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐'𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍,
𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓.
𝒀𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐'𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍,
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓.
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Jenny of Oldstones
02:49
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𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆
𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔.
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒑 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔
𝑺𝒑𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆
𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.
𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆
𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍.
𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏
'𝑻𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆,
𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.
𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆,
𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆,
𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.
𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆,
𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.
𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆
𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔
𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕.
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Stranger Things
01:07
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Una mattina mi sono alzato
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
Una mattina mi sono azalto
E ho trovato l'invasor
O partigiano, portami via
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
O partigiano, portami via
Ché mi sento di morir
E se io muoio da partigiano
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
E se io muoio da partigiano
Tu mi devi seppellir
E seppellire lassù in montagna
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
E seppellire lassù in montagna
Sotto l'ombra di un bel fior
Tutte le genti che passeranno
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
E le genti che passeranno
Mi diranno "che bel fior"
E questo è il fiore del partigiano
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
E quest'è il fiore del partigiano
Morto per la libertà
E quest'è il fiore del partigiano
Morto per la libertà
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JVRJMNZ Madrid, Spain
Generated as an android at Southwest Andromeda, but officially became a human under the name Javier Jimenez in Caceres,
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This young rascal started eating cassette tapes as a child and suddenly became a superhero who has powers beyond human reach, such as tuning refrigerator noises or auto-tuning yawns. In addition, he was programmed to play some stringed instruments in order to record music.
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