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... a heavenly order ... ♥
sweetheart ... for earthlings ... ♥
... a piece of heaven ... ♥
... For you and everyone you love, love TANJA from BENZ TOWN
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PIECE OF HEAVEN
Why in his own name
We welcome also
When will we stand for our dramas
It is used all too often
infinite, infinite
Which army is holy
You do not better than me is not to the Bible
Einigeln
The earth is our duty
She is friendly, kind, we tend not to
A slice of heaven from God
A place A chair in orbit
We all sit in a boat
Here is your house
is here what counts
You are covered
are religions of a grandiose world
spare
you are for the morale
made There is not a noble doctrine
No God wiser thought
is an advantage, an advantage
sanctifies Which ideal the Central
deletes Whoever the fire
legions of crusaders
Have blindly wrong track
all infinite, why infinite, crude time
A piece of heaven
A place of God
A chair in orbit
We all sit in a boat
Here This is your home is your goal
You are a unique
The oracle plays his own
It is believed too much
And too little They are stories told
a
this world needs, legends
fate, life and death
Happy ends
pleasure and comfort
is a piece of heaven
The place of God
It
billion colors, and each is a This is another red
your home
This is our time
We do many things right
But we do not easily
This is my house This is my goal
Who proves nothing proves
The much condemned
There is no enemy
There is no victory no one is alone
Nothing
No one deserves his life
There is enough for all
There is much quick money
We have rough quantities
And we share this world
We are committed
She is kind
Why we really do not ...
(Lyrics: Herbert Grönemeyer)
♥ ♥ ♥
Why in his own name
We welcome also
When will we stand for our dramas
It is used all too often
infinite, infinite
Which army is holy
You do not better than me is not to the Bible
Einigeln
The earth is our duty
She is friendly, kind, we tend not to
A slice of heaven from God
A place A chair in orbit
We all sit in a boat
Here is your house
is here what counts
You are covered
are religions of a grandiose world
spare
you are for the morale
made There is not a noble doctrine
No God wiser thought
is an advantage, an advantage
sanctifies Which ideal the Central
deletes Whoever the fire
legions of crusaders
Have blindly wrong track
all infinite, why infinite, crude time
A piece of heaven
A place of God
A chair in orbit
We all sit in a boat
Here This is your home is your goal
You are a unique
The oracle plays his own
It is believed too much
And too little They are stories told
a
this world needs, legends
fate, life and death
Happy ends
pleasure and comfort
is a piece of heaven
The place of God
It
billion colors, and each is a This is another red
your home
This is our time
We do many things right
But we do not easily
This is my house This is my goal
Who proves nothing proves
The much condemned
There is no enemy
There is no victory no one is alone
Nothing
No one deserves his life
There is enough for all
There is much quick money
We have rough quantities
And we share this world
We are committed
She is kind
Why we really do not ...
(Lyrics: Herbert Grönemeyer)
♥ ♥ ♥
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