Clásicos del pop, rock, soul y otros que me gustan y espero que te gusten...Classics of pop, rock, soul and others that I like and I hope you like them...Классика поп, рок, душа и другие, которые мне нравятся, и я надеюсь, что они вам нравятся...Klassiker von Pop, Rock, Soul und anderen, die ich mag und ich hoffe du magst sie...Classiques de pop, rock, soul et autres que j'aime et j'espère que vous les aimez...
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir, so that every mouth can be fed Poor me, the Israelites Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir, so that every mouth can be fed Poor me, the Israelites My wife and my kids, they pack up and a-leave me Darling, she said, 'I was yours to receive' Poor me, the Israelites Shirt them a-tear up, trousers are go I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde Poor me, the Israelites After a storm there must be a calm If they catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm I'm poor, I'm poor, I'm poor, the Israelite
I said, 'I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir, so that every mouth can be fed' Poor me, the Israelites I said, 'My wife and my kids, have a-been packed up and a-leave me' Darling, she said, 'I was yours to receive' Poor me, the Israelites Look, my shirt them a-tear up, trousers are go I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde I'm poor, I'm poor, the Israelites After a storm there must be a calm If they catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm Poor me, the Israelites I'm poor, I'm poor, I'm poor, I'm poor me, the Israelite I'm wondering, I'm working so hard I'm poor, I'm poor, I'm poor me, the Israelites Look-a down and a-mean, sir I'm, poor, I'm poor, oh poor me, the Israelites Poor me, the Israelites
