|A1||Ukun-an Ami Sosa Kotu|
|A2||Fitun Mutin Sae Ona|
|A3||Hamnasa Mos Laiha Ona|
|A4||Hau Baruk Ona|
|B2||Tan Hau Hadomi O'|
|B3||Keta Tu'ur Tau Hun|
|B5||Hate Ne Hakribi-an|
Ami hakarak renova iha ami nia-an, iha Ita Bo'ot nia konvite: "Hakbesik mai Ha'u, imi hotu ne'ebé kolen no terus, basá, Ha'u sei fó kma'an ba imi. Simu Ha'u nia ukun ba hodi banati tuir Ha'u, tan Ha'u laran kmaus no haraik-an, no imi nia kalamar sei hetan hakmatek. Orasaun: Na'i Jezus, Ita Bo'ot nia fuan ne'ebé nu'udar ema lo-lo'os no Maromak lo-lo'os, hatudu Mistériu Aman lalehan nian mai ami, no bolu ami atu tuir dalan ne'ebé lo'os. Haraik mai ami dame no esperansa
Roman Candle is the debut studio album by American singer-songwriter Elliott Smith. Pitchfork has described the album's style as "lo-fi folk". Roman Candle was recorded and released while Smith was still in Heatmiser. According to Benjamin Nugent's biography Elliott Smith and the Big Nothing, Smith recorded the album in the basement of the home of then-girlfriend and Heatmiser manager .
In the world of Candle Cove there is two me. .You are whisked off to a strange and scary place called Candle Cove after you get a mysterious message with an episode attached and a friendship blossoms. But what happens when SkinTaker tries to destroy all that CandleCove has become?
Watch the video for Mate Ka Moris Ukun Rasik An from Propagandhi's Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes for free, and see the artwork, lyrics and similar artists. Dickheads shit-talk, huddled single-file First-world frat-boys and prairie skinheads or mourn a murdered friend who will never walk a mile i. ead the full lyrics for Mate Ka Moris Ukun Rasik An. Discuss these lyrics on MetroLyrics.
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Read or print original Mate Ka Moris Ukun Rasik An lyrics 2019 updated! Dickheads shit-talk, huddled single-file, First-world frat-boys. from album: Todays Empires, Tomorrows Ashes (2000). Dickheads shit-talk, huddled single-file First-world frat-boys and prairie skinheads Who will never walk a mile Or mourn a murdered friend In this tiny womanґs shoes. Drink up and mumble your abuse.
It isn't an ordinary candle This candle, anything it can handle Gigantic cockroaches threaten its flame How come this flame has not gone out? Darkness surrounds the object Nothing can stop it, not even the dust it collects People puff with all their breath Our flame will never go out.Written by. Liam Wales.