Lirieke:
David Bowie Fly

Lirieke

David Bowie. Fly. David Bowie. Vlieg.
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I'm only sleeping in my head And I can fly I close my eyes and I can fly And I can fly And fall toward the end And I can fly And I'll be fine I'm only

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Lirieke

Oorspronklik: David Bowie. Fly.

Vertaling: David Bowie. Vlieg.

Lirieke

David Bowie. Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities. Volare. David Bowie. Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities. Vlieg.
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Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo Y me hizo a volar en el

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Lirieke

David Bowie. Black Tie White Noise. Nite Flights. David Bowie. Black Tie White Noise. Nite Vlugte.
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There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dog dug up by dogs

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Lirieke

David Bowie. Nite Flights. David Bowie. Nite Vlugte.
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(Engels) There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug

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Lirieke

Oorspronklik: David Bowie. Nite Flights.

Vertaling: David Bowie. Nite Vlugte.

Lirieke

Oorspronklik: David Bowie. Volare.

Vertaling: David Bowie. Vlieg.

Lirieke

David Bowie. Nite Flights. David Bowie. Nite Vlugte.
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(Engels) There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug

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Lirieke

David Bowie. Black Tie White Noise. Nite Flights. David Bowie. Black Tie White Noise. Nite Vlugte.
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: (Engels) There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark

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Lirieke

David Bowie. Black Tie White Noise. Nite Flights. David Bowie. Black Tie White Noise. Nite Vlugte.
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(Engels) There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark

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Lirieke

David Bowie. Nite Flights. David Bowie. Nite Vlugte.
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: (Engels) There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark