1. Álvaro Soler - Manila (ft. Ray Dalton)
2. Álvaro Soler - A Contracorriente (ft. David Bisbal)
3. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
Toto - How Many Times
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Dalszöveg
How many years keep on slipping away
And it seems that your life doesn't matter, you never had a chance
How many ways is a love torn apart
And you look to your heart for some answers, don't let it slip away
Can't blame myself anymore, I've been beaten and accused before
Well I took some bad advice, and I paid too high a price
I could sell my soul, you know I wouldn't think twice
How many times must a man fall down, I said whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh
How many dreams have to fall to the ground
It goes on an' on an' on an' on an' on, yeah
How many times do you look for some sign
That there's hope, and your life has some meaning, almost every day, hey, hey
Maybe I was born to wander, I got no high hopes any longer
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
Is nothin' ever gonna free me from this hell I'm livin' in
Can't blame myself anymore, I've been beaten and accused before
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
I'm sick and tired of livin' in a rat race that no one ever wins
And it seems that your life doesn't matter, you never had a chance
How many ways is a love torn apart
And you look to your heart for some answers, don't let it slip away
Can't blame myself anymore, I've been beaten and accused before
Well I took some bad advice, and I paid too high a price
I could sell my soul, you know I wouldn't think twice
How many times must a man fall down, I said whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh
How many dreams have to fall to the ground
It goes on an' on an' on an' on an' on, yeah
How many times do you look for some sign
That there's hope, and your life has some meaning, almost every day, hey, hey
Maybe I was born to wander, I got no high hopes any longer
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
Is nothin' ever gonna free me from this hell I'm livin' in
Can't blame myself anymore, I've been beaten and accused before
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
I'm sick and tired of livin' in a rat race that no one ever wins
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