Queen - We are the champions

Tekst :

I ve paid my dues
Time after time
I ve done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I ve made a few
I ve had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I ve come through
And I need to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions - my friend
And we ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions of the world

I ve taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You ve bought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it s been no bed of roses no pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race
And I ain t gonna lose
And I need to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions - my friend
And we ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions of the world

We are the champions - my friend
And we ll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions

Inne utwory

  • Long away
  • Covered in rain
  • More of that jazz
  • A kind of magic
  • Tenement funster
  • In my defence
  • All dead all dead
  • Innuendo
  • Earth
  • Drowse
  • Bijou
  • Better things
  • In the lap of the gods
  • Contact
  • Fat bottomed girls
  • Mama
  • A human body
  • Somebody to love
  • Jealousy
  • Losowe utwory

    What love can be

    Come to me now
    I want to de your best friend for all the time
    I want to be the tissue for yout tears
    I never want to be alone
    I never, never really thought that I could feel
    A feeling that awaken me so...

    Holla back

    [Fabolous talking before first verse]
    Brooklyn, uh uh uh uh
    Huh Huh uh huh do it huh Yea
    Uh Uh do it huh huh what ya ll want huh

    [Verse 1]

    Rollin, gold two seater
    Stash in the dash
    Hole through...

    Faut de tout pour faire un monde

    Y a cette pervenche qui se fait insulter par le proprio du véhicule
    Qu elle vient tout juste d aligner, fâché ce dernier la bouscule
    Y a ce mec qui vend sa merde aux gosses en mal de rêve
    Et ce gars qui rentre foncé-dé chez lui...

    Jugband blues

    It s awfully considerate of you to think of me here
    And I m much obliged to you for making it clear
    That I m not here.
    And I never knew the moon could be so thick
    And I never knew the moon could be so blue
    And I m grateful that you threw away...

    France dimanche

    1 . Franc Dimanche Sous les branches
    De l allée des marronniers,
    Franc Dimanche Tu te penches
    Sur la joie du quartier.
    Quel est ce charmant cortège
    De filles et de garçons ?
    Quel est ce joli manège
    De regards polissons ?