wake up who cares about little boys that talk too much

I haven't changed, but I know I ain't the same.

And when at last I find you your song will fill the air.

If I had the knackI'd sing likeCherry flakes falling

when whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name.

The paths of love is never smooth, can be rough but lovely

Everybody at the party is a many sided polygon....Nonagon!

Right from the start, you were a thief, you stole my heart.

A mis cuarenta y diez, cuarenta y nueve dicen que aparento.

We were orphans before we were ever the sons of these songs.

The sky is full of dreams, but you don't know how to fly.

I heard a song I hate and I thought of her. Ah, such is love.

I'm not supposed to miss you, I'm not supposed to care

You all have a gift. It's free. It's the gift of song.

The road is long, we carry on, try to have fun in the meantime.