more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside the day the music died So bye, bye Miss American Pie
more step. I cant remember if i cried when i read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside. the day the music died So bye bye miss american pie
I've got nothing on my mind, nothing to remember Nothing to forget, I've got nothing to regret But I'm all tied up on the inside No one knows quite what
The grave that they dug him had flowers Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors And the brown earth bleached white At the edge of his gravestone
What can this be, can you tell me? Would you like to discover Why we're not free to be lovers? I've been wanting to ask you Where has all the love gone
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch
more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Vertaling: Don McLean. American Pie.
Vertaling: Don McLean. American Pie (Oorspronklike).
Vertaling: Don McLean. American Pie Dele 1 en 2.
Vertaling: Ons Is Marshall Soundtrack. Don Mclean - American Pie.
