opinaletras.com
inicio
últimas
agregar
agregar opinión
agregar letra
listado artistas
listado de artistas por inicial:
#
a
b
c
d
e
f
g
h
i
j
k
l
m
n
o
p
q
r
s
t
u
v
w
x
y
z
>
Agregar Letra
Artista:
Canción:
Enviar Letra
inicio
artistas con inicial
E
letras de
Ellis Paul
HERE SHE IS
0 opinión
Letra y Significado de
HERE SHE IS,
Ellis Paul
Significados y Opiniones (
0
)
Letra
Oh no! Esta misteriosa letra aun no encontro explicación. Si estas acá, podes ser la primer persona que aporte el significado de esta canción. No es necesario registrarse, puede ser anonimo. Hace clic en el botón verde y envianos tu opinión.
:)
Envia tu opinión de HERE SHE IS
Envia tu opinión de HERE SHE IS
If you could paint her, she'd be a picasso.
she's got a few things out of place.
like when she smiles, it's slightly out of line.
it's half awkward, yet half grace.
while you're unraveling this mystery
of where she fits in time and space,
she'll drag you into this lover's tale,
though she will not give a reason.
and if you fight her tooth and nail,
she won't give up until you lose...
she wants the last word, the last dance.
she thinks it's absurd that you believe in second chances.
you're a lost cause, yet here she is.
and that's the mystery. here she is...
She's a poem by ferlinghetti.
she's the angel from a nursery rhyme
she'll set you a place at your table,
then fill your cup till you're drunk on red wine.
She don't believe in stars or in miracles,
but she reads your horoscope daily.
and if your response is too cynical,
she'll say, "who are you to know?"
while you're unraveling this mystery
of where she fits in time and space,
she'll memorize your history
and decorate your place.
Corregir Letra
Corregir Letra
If you could paint her, she'd be a picasso. she's got a few things out of place. like when she smiles, it's slightly out of line. it's half awkward, yet half grace. while you're unraveling this mystery of where she fits in time and space, she'll drag you into this lover's tale, though she will not give a reason. and if you fight her tooth and nail, she won't give up until you lose... she wants the last word, the last dance. she thinks it's absurd that you believe in second chances. you're a lost cause, yet here she is. and that's the mystery. here she is... She's a poem by ferlinghetti. she's the angel from a nursery rhyme she'll set you a place at your table, then fill your cup till you're drunk on red wine. She don't believe in stars or in miracles, but she reads your horoscope daily. and if your response is too cynical, she'll say, "who are you to know?" while you're unraveling this mystery of where she fits in time and space, she'll memorize your history and decorate your place.
Enviar Letra
-