Превод: Цристие. Мој цосх Пецхоцха.
Превод: Цристие. Ружа.
Превод: Цристие. Ирон Хорсе.
Превод: Цристие. Зашто говоримо?.
If they only owned love, shown love, grown love, like this before If they only knew love, true love, to love, like this before If they only gave love,
Jesus Christ has a pretty face The kind you'd find on someone that could save If they don't put me away It'll be a miracle Do you believe you're missing
Well, they traveled over hills and mountains On a cold December night just like this For they knew what was going to happen Mary would give birth to the
Mil anos en tu presencia son un ayer, que paso, una vela nocturna. Salmo 90 (89) Ciudad Guayana,Venezuela, 29 gennaio 1985 No tengais miedo, ?esta es la libertad con la que Cristo
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me Be reticent fortunes they foretell Your verbal defecation, I can't wash away despite myself Your vanity
Lonely, more the night Candle lost its light Lines begin to show There's another kind Listen here, it's time Lying just below Shouldn't you believe
Another Christ is on the cross The nails are words, the nails are lies To make it crawl and make it scream And make it real and make it bleed And make
There's a crack in the frame, But the photo is the same, But I don't recognize the face, It looks a lot like me, or who I used to be, Now there's no one
Lost in a familiar place This channel will not change This feeling's all too strange It's like home in many ways Got nothing left inside Onto the darker
I will lay down the burdens I've spent my life bearing And confess I'm a sinner for whom Jesus died I will live every moment in the light of His mercy
Christ in us, Christ in us Christ in us, the hope of glory Christ in us There is just one confession Christ in us God with us, God with us Who could
I search for the truth, I find no luck I search for solace in my friend the rock And I have a friend on the telephone A crystal and some cash and my tomorrow
Jesus Christ the Apple Tree The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and always green The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and
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