Lirieke:
Lindt

Vertaling: Lindt. Wie Da Ballas.

Vertaling: Lindt. Die pêrel duiker van Santa Margeritha.

Free as a bird It's the next best thing to be Free as a bird Home, home and dry Like a homing bird I'll fly As a bird on wings Whatever happened to

Tell me that you've got everything you want But you don't get me You say you've seen seven wonders And you're bird is green But you don't see me When

You're beautiful, that's for sure You'll never ever fade You're lovely but it's not for sure That I won't ever change And though my love is rare Though

Just like a bird without a feather You know I'm lost without your love Just like a bird without a feather You know I'm lost without your love You know

MAKE IT THROUGH WITH LINDA DAVIS WRITERS SKIP EWING, TIM MENSY Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot Where I break my back hauling endless rock

Her husband is a decent man Kind as anyone you know But whiskey got a hold of him And won't let go and even though She hates him when he's stumbling

Go on and cry, but you won't change my mind Your pain and troubles don't concern me I gave you my love, but it was not enough I was just your bridge and