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Suitcase Full Of Dreams
04:22
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Suitcase Full Of Dreams
We made a vow, and threw a party
And the night turned into day
I can’t hardly wait
To take that road with you
Some words are worth a thousand pictures
They will never fade away
Now we’ll revel in them
Every harvest moon
We got no roadmap and a full tank
And a suitcase full of dreams
Empty notebooks to fill
And wishes to come true
And while the red leaves of New England
Crackle gently ‘neath our feet
I can clearly see
True love always blooms
All we need is
You and me and a suitcase full of dreams
We’ll make our way with a suitcase full of dreams
Cola maleta enllena suaños
Viaxaremos ensin mapa
Mil páxines qu’escribir
Deseos por cumplir
Ya tan les fueyes arroxando
Van ruxendo ente los pies
Ye bien fácil ver
Que l’amor siempre xorrez
Tú y yo, y
La maleta enllena suaños pal camín
La maleta enllena suaños pal camín
I know we will travel further
Than we ever thought we would
All we need is
You and me and a suitcase full of dreams
We’ll make our way with a suitcase full of dreams
I know we will travel further (Tú y yo, y la maleta enllena suaños pal camín)
Than we ever thought we would (La maleta enllena suaños pal camín)
Together with a suitcase full of dreams
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And the sun still rose, defiantly warm
So out of place that cruel winter morn
And everywhere else life just went on
And everybody came to your party, and you were gone
We felt the sting of friendships lost
Some were renewed, you ought to know
We cursed the clocks, she held a rose
Everybody came to your party, but you were gone
And though you’ve sailed to distant shores
We’ll meet again, or so I’m told
I know that you would be pleased to know
Everybody came to your party though you were gone
Everybody came to your party, but you were gone
Everybody came to your party, but you were gone
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Thirteen
02:43
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Don't Count Me Out
03:56
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You say our fight
Ain’t worth a damn
And it’s no use
To make a stand
I’ll prove you wrong
You know I’m right
I’m not done yet
I won’t give in
Don’t count me out
You mock my words
Renounce your dreams
You let me down
You sound so mean
I’ll prove you wrong
You know I’m right
I’m not done yet
I won’t give in
Don’t count me out
Run and hide, go find the deepest cave
It won’t make your troubles go away
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Stormy Mondays Oviedo, Spain
We are an indie folk rock band, hailing from Spain’s rainy northern coast. We have perfected our very own sound, classic and modern at the same time: an intriguing mixture of Americana, Soul, 60’s British Invasion and Asturian folk music.
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