Broken, I am whole with you againWounded, I am safe with you againFinished, I can start with you againBaby, I found faith with you againO love, my love...How will all these broken ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - One Hundred Hours
When I'm with You, I can't pretendIf this is the valley, then where is the end?Is there still a chance that I have a prayer?Something inside me knows You're thereWhat will You do, ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - One Hundred Hours
die son gaan onder en die donderweer kom op, oom willem kom binne en gooi sy eerste dop, eers brandy en coke want sy plaas is broke, dan cane teen die pyn, rum vir sy kop en Castle...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
wake up in the morning’s tide, sex on the blink, the alarms in sync, stuff outside my window, it’s got to be birds, sounds like birds, dog’s sniffing at the backdoor, wants t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
die bure skop hulle diere en slaan hulle kinders in die niere, drink baie bier en gooi die bottels stukkend in die driveway. hulle sny nie die gras nie, gooi nie die rubbish in swa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
hoe sliert die strale deur die klippies-lug, nat serpe van die sterre-slakke, miswolke kruip soos roomys oor die teerpad, waar die wildehonde aflek, traak-my-nie-agtig pis teen hoe...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
you’re seeing the bosphorus in the distance, from here I can see the cable cars(two things on the same line, but never at the same station)we can both see mosques, or at least, i...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
you know, this land, the good, the bad, the maribous, the storks, mosquitoes and dogs and the chain of food through the mountains and valleys and parks, the wind and the dust and r...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
kyk sommer net hoe traan hierdie lug vannaand, met visnette, ghetto luv, greyhound-busse en rimpelringe om die maan, die naweek se nasmaak van gebreekte bottels en wynvlekke, vlent...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground
the highveld is a big road flanked by roads and towns and cities and smoking chimneys and empty grasslands which are always burnt for our pleasureI’m always in a car hands stuck ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Buckfever Underground